That's My Story

I was in a coma for 5 months and 12 days. It was such a strange experience. I shifted between a dream state and reality. After a while, I could hear what people were saying around me. But I couldn’t react. Something incredible happened while I was in the coma. In Ancient Greek, the word coma means deep sleep. But what patients experience is very different than sleep. The body turns off consciousness to heal itself, minimizing brain activity. It’s kind of like hitting restart on a computer.

My name is Adam. I’m 14 years old. My parents are doctors. My sister is three years older than me. We are a happy family. We have lots of fun together. We always look on the bright side of every situation. Unfortunately, something very upsetting happened recently. It made me realize that you can grow up and mature in a matter of days.

Hi guys. I’m Dylan. I’m 16 years old. Two years ago I made a huge mistake. Maybe you can learn from my story and you won’t end up with regrets like me. Jason is my best friend. We are really close and he is really important to me. He is my only real friend in life. Unfortunately, I did something to hurt him badly.

Hello guys. I’m Emily. I’m fifteen years old. It makes me sad to think about what happened over the past year but I’m still going to tell you about everything I’ve been through. I hope people can learn from my experience and not have regrets like me.

I’m a sleepwalker. If you don’t know much about sleepwalking, you will after hearing my story. Sleepwalking happens in the deepest part of sleep but somehow the brain allows the person to move around. Scientists haven’t figured out how exactly this happens yet. I will tell you about the most dangerous, the silliest and the funniest story that happened to me because of sleepwalking.

I think I’m adopted. I’m going through a really difficult period. I need to tell you all about it so you can tell me what you think. I asked my parents about it. They denied it. My parents - or my adoptive parents - came up with all sorts of explanations for everything I see as proof. But I’m not convinced. Not knowing the truth is eating me up inside.

I’m a compulsive liar. This is a psychological condition. Doctors also call it pathological lying. What does being a compulsive liar mean? Why is this even a condition? But more importantly, is there treatment for it? For those who don’t know, I’ll try to answer these questions with examples. I’ll also tell you about my biggest lie. When that lie came out, my parents found out that I had the condition and I started getting treatment.