I was right to not believe that livi was leaving until they were gone. I don't know how I'm going to pay for this. This hospital stay, the surgeries the therapies. All of it. My shoulder was worse than they thought and they had to do shoulder reconstruction. I have 13 rods and pins in my shoulder. They thought it could just be repaired. But it couldn't. Livi brought me a flower. It's probably something to continue to spy on me with. Kayla didn't tell me I was pretty after I told him she was. Livis dad is going to the mental hospital. She doesn't want to spend time with him though. They must be mad at him.
Livi is here. Sitting on my bed. When I told her to sit I meant somewhere else. Anything to get her to stop staring at me. I wonder why kayla didn't tell me I'm pretty today. He always tells me I'm pretty even when I feel gross. But not today.
I still feel high. I don't know if it's the anesthesia or the pain pills maybe I won't remember this later. But I'm writing it down so I'll be forced to remember.

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Eleanor's Journal
General FictionThis is Eleanor's Deepest thoughts. TW// SH and death