MY cousin, his best friend and their girls went from California to Wisconsin a few years ago. My cousin and his girlfriend sat in the back of a tiny Honda hatchback. The next thing he remembered was waking up in the hospital hall. His friend and girl stood at his side. He asked them why he was the only wounded. His friend said he was lucky and smiled at him. His girlfriend said he would wait for him when he would leave. There was a knock on the door, and a friend and his girlfriend rushed out the hospital window.
In walking my parents, followed by my parents and me. We were very content to see him finally awake because they had a really bad car accident. He looked at me and asked if I saw others with him. His mother exploded with tears. I didn't know how to answer him, so I said, “They are in a better place now.” He took me a really confused appearance and said that his friends had just visited him and that they had crossed the window. I was really scared, I told him that we were on the first floor of the hospital and that he was the only survivor. Dr. was never able to explain whether what he saw was caused by his head injury or saw it.
