I'd spent 3 months in that hospital, Resting, going to the hospital gym, learning how to walk again.
The police said they found me on the floor of the subway train based out in a pool of blood, the sole survivor of the train shooting.
They had gone to my siblings house and notified them. They had lived with my aunt but nobody liked her, she didn't know how to properly look after children and she despises them. So I'd made a deal with her, she would give me enough money to pay rent and all the necessities we needed every month and we wouldn't get in her way.
She wanted us to move towns, she despised us that much, she couldn't even bear to see us in the supermarket shopping.
So we moved.
A week later we had moved in all settled in our new town. Ready for school to start on Monday.
