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    It's the next morning around 3:00 am. I get up and I go to the room where it all started room 345. I open the door to see Hansol sleeping. I walk over to his bed and and tell him to get up. He looks up at me and smiles and tells me to go get my things from my room and meet him up at the roof. I do as he says I go get my shoes on and I get the red book and head to the roof. I throw open the door and he's not there.

What if he got caught trying to sneek out. I thought to myself I start running down the stairs to his room.

"Hansol." I yelled as I throw the door open. The room is empty like no one has been in here for years. What's going on? Where's hansol? I'm running to my room crying, he left with out me. I can't believe him how could he do this to me. I thought he cared about me. I get back to my room planing to rip up all the notes he left around the hospital for me.

They were nothing but blank paper. "What, no where are they this can't be happening. where the hell are they!" I say tearing my room apart throwing everything in sight. That's when I hear voices and foot steps heading to my room. And I feel that dreaded pinching pain on my hip again.

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I wake up in my room and on my lap is the black book I open it and it reads.
 
"Thanks for the distraction."
"Love hansol"

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