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The worst part about it was that Jenna knew she was slow.  She remembered her life before the accident, and though she couldn't understand it all, she knew she had been smart.  Jenna felt that her brain had become segmented, and if she reached and stretched she could grasp what she had, but she could only brush her fingertips against it.  That was when the frustration and anger became too much and Jenna would scream and try to bash her broken head against the floor.