Chapter 28

• NOVEMBER
• “So, how are you feeling?” Dr. Paige asks, inspecting my arm. The bandage has just been replaced, and I'm getting tired of asking her when she intends to take it off completely.
• I yawn, my eyes feeling a little wet with tears. I've said it before and I'm getting tired of saying it, but I really do hate the hospitals. These past few days have been the worst ones of my life. Well, asides the event of nine months ago and the one that landed me in the special dark forces anyway. But aside from that, I truly hate the idea of a hospital. Talk more about residing there for days.