re

amages my eyesight. I have something on my nose that makes me hear my breath harder and something that pricks my arm

tal. But what

transparent liquid in her hand, but when she se

we

my right hand, one by one, but voices interrupt

ve of his shirt and smiles at me. It could be said that Jim was not to my liking at first, I remember that I just wanted my father to come back, and now m

n front of me makes m

understan

m forced to cough, my throat is too dry and my

ircles and red and puffy eyes, I guess she has been crying. She looks ten years older than the last time I saw her. Th

I'm still too confused. My

? How long have

tongue. Jim watches the scene sadly from behind my mother.

thing will be fine, you'll see" but I feel that she is lying to me, I have a

ecovery medication all day and I'm feel

e anything about what happened all day, everyone tells me that first I should get enough rest, but I am beg

the light bulb that

and see the silhouette of a man, standing with his back to me, walking towards the do

seems to surprise him and he turns. I don't have time to see his fa

as possible, but my legs don't respond well.

and I feel tremendous dizziness. I hadn't gotten up from the table yet, which explains my inability

ook around the outside of the hospital hoping to

I can't stop thinking about who that boy who had jumped out of the window was and what he w

of the typical word

of them spend their day doing nothing and still get paid. And then on the night shift

ens to work here at Middleton Hospital. I always felt unhappy because I was the only pers

in the morning. I have an hour and a half to go get my file, read it, and go

e back on the right side, I decide to go the opposite. I go barefoot and I feel the cold that the ground gives off

eption on the second floor with the receptionist in

ad my best friends here, when we were little we always played spy and sneaked into the house

m where the cleaning supplies are kept, sneak inside and grab three cans of cleaning products w

ds the opposite side of the corridor where I have to cross. It causes a great noise and the poor receptionist jumps on her place with a scared face. Right now I want to laugh out

he walks away, I'm sure she going

keys to the filing room. Once I find them, I run through the corridor until I

front door is the file room. I put the key in the lock and turn it as slowly as poss

ical history appears immediately. I open

ah G

nd the arm that I broke as a child, I keep rea

bs; several muscle tears, and severe stroke from a sev

happened to me? I don't know

long with two other subjects, w

ave read it correctly or if I have the

a coma for

filing room, locking the door. I go back the way I came

s him shudder "Doesn't ha

this time of the morning. While she looks for it, I leaves the keys to the files behind a flowe

embe

them back. So I go back to three months ea

day by day my last moments in hi

-of-yea

the counter, I must have a horrible aspect for

ke my

ands me the landline of the hospital. I dia

s in a bad mood when someone wakes her up. So I decided to call Jas

is time?" he asks w

it's m

heard on th

s not funny" he sa

the hospital" A few seconds later, h

n see relief in his voic