Sabemos que estas despierta Esp-Eng

 [Fuente](https://pixabay.com/es/photos/m%C3%A9dico-cama-de-hospital-entrega-840127/) La verdad no sé cómo llegué a aquel lugar, sentía tanto frío, no podía hablar, ni moverme, solo podía observar como todos me visitaban. Veía a mi madre llorar, algunas veces veía a mi hermana quejarse de mi situación, mi hermano nunca me visitó y mi novio me terminó unos días después que llegue a ese frío y oscuro hospital. Cada día intentaba gritar, quería que alguien me mirara, pero nadie lo hacía, todos estaban hay, pero yo no parecía existir, era un silencio que me daba escalofríos. Al final sentía que ya no podía, mis ojos no se cerraban pero nadie los miraba, me esforzaba por gritar, por dar señales de vida, pero mi cuerpo no respondía. No sé porqué tenía un respirador artificial, no sabía cómo había llegado allí, porqué estaba en esa situación, cada noche alguien visitaba mi habitación. No lo podía ver, se quedaba lejos de mí, me observaba, pero aunque yo deseaba gritar no podría, era un terror que me hacía perder la razón. Llegaban las enfermeras cada mañana, el médico extraia sangre y otros fluidos de mí, sentía las agujas, sentía cada corte y aún así no podia gritar,al final me tocaba aguantar. Aquel invierno, ya no sentía ningúna parte de mi cuerpo, ya no tenía fuerzas para gritar, me sentía sola, aterrada y con deseos de escapar. Cada noche esa sombra me visitaba, se quedaba cerca vigilando, me acechaba, me observaba, era ese momento del día donde sentia miedo, dónde todo estaba más frío. Aquella mañana me desperté, porque sentí que alguien acariciaba mi frente, sentía que alguien me movía, había ruido y yo no podía ver muy bien. Al final de todo me rendí, esa presencia nocturna que me consumía día tras día, see acercó y sin más me susurro al oído **sabemos que estás despierta**. > ! [English] > # We know you're awake. >I honestly don't know how I got there. I felt so cold, I couldn't speak or move, I could only watch as everyone visited me. I saw my mother crying, sometimes I saw my sister complaining about my situation, my brother never visited me, and my boyfriend broke up with me a few days after I arrived at that cold, dark hospital. Every day I tried to scream. I wanted someone to look at me, but no one did. Everyone was there, but I didn't seem to exist. It was a silence that gave me chills. >In the end, I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. My eyes wouldn't close, but no one looked at them. I tried to scream, to show signs of life, but my body wouldn't respond. >I don't know why I was on a ventilator. I didn't know how I got there or why I was in that situation. Every night, someone visited my room. >I couldn't see them. They stayed far away from me, watching me, but even though I wanted to scream, I couldn't. It was a terror that made me lose my mind. The nurses came every morning, the doctor took blood and other fluids from me, I felt the needles, I felt every cut, and yet I still couldn't scream. In the end, I had to endure it. > >That winter, I couldn't feel any part of my body anymore. I no longer had the strength to scream. I felt alone, terrified, and desperate to escape. Every night that shadow visited me, staying close by, watching me, stalking me, observing me. It was that time of day when I felt fear, when everything was colder. > >That morning I woke up because I felt someone caressing my forehead. I know you're awake. > >Every night that shadow visited me, staying close by, watching me, stalking me, observing me. It was that moment of the day when I felt afraid, when everything was colder. > >That morning I woke up because I felt someone caressing my forehead. I felt someone moving me. There was noise, and I couldn't see very well. > >In the end, I gave up. That nocturnal presence that consumed me day after day approached me and whispered in my ear, “We know you're awake.” Photographs of my authorship taken with my Samsung A10 camera phone. [Traductor](https://www.deepl.com/translator)