Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Ru

I'm writing this because I hope that someone might find this and that I might be able to explain some things that are going on around here.

I don't think this is a hospital. Mom said that I would be going to a prestigious hospital, but maybe she was just trying to get rid of me.

I soon found out that this place was indeed, not a hospital.

Today, they told me to sit in some room. I don't understand. How was sitting there going to help with my pneumonia? Mom hasn't come to see me in a few days, and I'm worried. The doctors here aren't very nice. They just push and shove me around. Telling me where to go and when. I'd rather die than have to put up with this. But Mom said that they're going to help me, so maybe I should trust them? At least, for a little while longer. Yesterday, they stole my hijab, saying that I was cursed. How can I be cursed? For believing in God? Is that a bad thing? Mom and Dad always said that as long as I had a rock, I'd be able to weather anything. There are boys here, I feel exposed. Why can't I have my hijab? Please give it back. I know you're reading this. 

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