Messed up! The Great Beginning

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I couldn't care less about the envelope. I looked away. I don't want to open it. I'm of it. I'm sick of everything. But I'm curious what it could be and who it is from. My head is flooded with thoughts. It feels like voices. Too many voices. I can't take it anymore.

I violently grabbed the envelope, making the paper crunch, and stuffed it under my pillow. I don't wanna look at it. I don't need more problems. I just want peace. I sit in silence, looking down at my hand and closing my eyes for a moment.

"I should probably call a nurse or something.." I said tiredly.

In school, one of my teachers once told me that in every hospital room, there is a button that calls a nurse to your room. I shifted myself to look for the button. If I remember correctly, then the button should be somewhere near my bed.

"Aha!"

I shouted in pride, raising my finger as I found the button on the right side of my bed. I pushed the button and it made a small beep sound. I lay back down and wait. And after a solid minute, a nurse did indeed come. She greeted me and I greeted her. I asked her what that pain my arm was before. She explained to me that that was the so called phantom pain the doctor had mentioned before. I was quite stunned by the fact to how strong it was. It literally felt like my arm was on fire and was being stabbed multiple times. I asked if there was something that could be done about it. The nurse answered that there are certain medications to treat it or make the pain go away, but it doesn't make it go away completely. She also explained to me that phantom pain lasts up to 6 months and in some cases, even a few years.

The nurse said she needed to go and left the room.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT CAN LAST UP TO 6 MONTHS?! I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS!

Wait a minute, Doctor Axel is a prosthetic specialist, maybe I could ask if he could help me. Maybe, but only maybe. He does look more like a scientist than a doctor, to be honest..
I should think about this later. I kind of want to open the envelope. I feel a little less angry now.

I lifted my pillow and took out the envelope. I tried to flatten it out a bit and looked at it. It was sealed with purple candle wax that was stamped with a diamond shape. I gently opened it, not daring to damage the nicely stamped wax. There was, of course, a letter inside. I took it out and unfolded it. I squinted as I looked at it in both disgust and confusion. Everything was written in cursive.

I tried my best to read the words. It was really hard to understand. It was like trying to read Russian, but you don't know the alphabet, only the language. I couldn't read everything, but I managed to read a few words and I kind of understand what the letter means.

Apparently, someone wants me to come to the Truelanian Castle. And then there was something about the queen that I couldn't understand. So, I guess the queen wants to see me? But why? I don't get it. Oh well, can't worry about it now. I'm in a hospital. I can't leave yet. I calmly smiled as I stuffed the letter back under my pillow. I took the manga and flipped through it, trying to find the page where I stopped reading and continued to enjoy the story. I don't really have anything better to do.

For the rest of the day, I didn't do anything interesting. Eat lunch, read, think, get checked on by the doctor, eat dinner and finally try to sleep while thinking about my mom again. It may not seem like it, but I really feel depressed as soon as I think about my mom. I can't help but wonder..

Where is she?