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Five days. It's been five days since my entire world changed. Five days since I woke up from my coma. I had been in a coma for three years but instead of my beauitful wife being there when I awoke it was this strange man. He told me his name was Gary and that he was my best friend. It was strange to hear that since I didn't know the guy but when I asked about Mary he seemed to be the one confused. He told me that I wasn't married. The first thing I did was call out for my wallet. Being my best friend and all Gary got it for me quickly. I opened it and searched for my wife's photo but there was none, no pictures at all. All my wallet contained was a few credit cards and my Ohio ID card. It couldn't be, I dont live in Ohio. My mind was racing but everything stopped when I examined the ID card. It was my name, my social but everything else was different. Different Address, different information, even the picture wasn't me. I did what any man in this situation would do, I freaked out.

The me I remember wasn't perfect but the me I awoke to was nothing. Gary "reaquainted" me with what I used to be. We worked together in some sort of office building where we make bad jokes about every race and women and goofed off. My body felt so different. I now was a 300 pound, 5'7" balding man. It felt so weird carrying around the extra weight. Later he dropped me off at home and offered to stay but I said no. I lived in a shitty one-bedroom apartment in a bad neighborhood. Everything was filthy, I couldn't handle it but I was tired so I laid down and fell asleep.

It's night now and the neighbor's are fighting again. What happened to my old life? What happened to me?

The next day I swore I saw Mary but when I approached her she just smiled and said that her name was Jane and I had her confused with someone else. What was going on here, had I really lost it?

I saw the doctor today. He told me that while in my coma I created this whole other reality for myself. I couldn't believe it, all my memories were a lie. It just couldn't be. I went from the hospital to the bar. I was a heavy drinker because when I camei n and sat down the bartender gave me "my usual" whatever the hell that was. After a few of them I stumbled out into the night. Everything was wrong, just wrong. I tried to get home but got lost, stumbling around I fell to my knees and cried out. "God please..." That's when the bright lights shone on me and for a second I was happy again, then I saw that the lights weren't from any god but from a truck. It's horns blared but it was too late.

Mary, Mary.....

I awoke with a start, I was drenched in sweat and looked around franticly. I was in the hospital, tubes in my arms, the complete works. At first I was scared but then I saw her laying in the chair next to my bed, my Mary. She looked a little different but I assumed it was because I was waking up from a long sleep. She cut her hair, it was really short now, too short. Crap something was wrong. It was then that Mary woke up, looked at me and smiled.

"Welcome back home", she said softly, "Welcome home Emily"

Something inside of me snapped and I screamed. I screamed in a voice that was new and different to me. Please let this be another bad dream...I just want to go home.....

To Be Continued.