“Let her go, we won’t pay for the surgery,” my father told the doctor while I lay in a coma. He signed the “do not resuscitate” order to save money. When I woke up, I didn’t say anything. I did something… much worse that left him bankrupt in 24 hours.

Part 2: Then I heard it—the scratch of a pen. A signature. A DNR. I screamed inside my own body, but nothing moved. The last thing I remembered was rain, headlights, and my father’s SUV crashing into mine. Now he stood beside me, deciding if I lived or died.