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I woke up with a moist, hot towel on my face and a feeling of nausea swirling in my stomach. What happened? I tried to push myself up, but my arms couldn't carry me. I tried to open my eyelids, but the towel felt too heavy. The futile attempts to control my own body were not in vain though, a single movement and she realized I was awake. That´s when I remembered what had made me faint. Why did my past keep haunting me? It just made it harder to forget, to move on.
"Are you okay?" she said. Her voice was a little shaky, but soft and caring.
"Yeah, I think so," I mumbled. "But, um, could you please lift this thing off my face? I can´t do it myself and it´s starting to freak me out."
"Oh, sorry. Better?" I felt the weight disappear from my cheeks.
"Yes... thank you." I said and managed to sit up straight with her help. It was frightening, not just because she was my mother and she didn't even know it, but because I could see myself in her. We had always been very much alike, well, until now of course.