The day had come when I was to be transferred
I had finally finished withdrawal and there were some positive effects of the aftermath. For one thing, I had abs. I guess my stomach muscles really got a workout from all that up chucking.
I was aloud to put on my own clothes too. I slowly put on a flannel plaid shirt that was way to big for me now that I had lost weight. My jeans were also a little loose on me but not nearly as bad as my upper half. My blue toque rested comfortably on my head, my black hair falling in soft wisps behind my ears. I was in need of a hair cut but unfortunately hospitals don't provide you with hair care apparently.
I stepped out of my room, the first time I had been out if it in a week
"You ready?"
A small, pretty nurse said to me
I nodded.
I wasn't sure what to expect but I was a little worried.
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Novela JuvenilGems life has always been a chain of unfortunate events, but lately things have begun folding out and he discovers things about himself and his surroundings that he never knew before.
