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When I pushed my eyelids to open wide, my limbs ached a bit but I didn't feel numb anymore. My organs were in my control and I could move my fingers, roll my eyes, and breathe properly. Was it a dream? When I rolled my eyes around the area where I was, I couldn't believe my eyes. The place was familiar, so familiar. The paint of that room was of my favorite color, the walls were covered with my pictures along with my mom, dad, and my siblings.

The window on the north side was still open because I never like a sealed place, the whole room was filled with the scent of Jasmine. I used to love this smell so much. A bunch of purple roses in the antique vase was lying near the window. My eyes oozed to see the view around me. It still felt like a dream when I found myself at home.

At my home.

Sliding my legs down, I felt the chills of the cold floor, pushed myself to walk towards the window. A cool breeze brushed across my face, as the aroma of Jasmi