Cry Me a River

Part 5

A little after 12 I checked my blog again. At first I couldn't believe my eyes because it said I had 1,520 followers. How could this happen in only a few hours? I bet all these people are just here out of pity. I better give them quality content then.
I have some old photos on my camera I saved and never posted.
I posted a picture of a field full of blue flowers.
Maybe I could start a new theme on my blog. This may sound crazy and depressing but it would be cool to document this hospital in photos. A hospital theme.
"Blogging again I see." Amelia peered over to look at my computer screen. "That's beautiful! How come you've never shown your mother this blog?"
"It's complicated."
It's really not that complicated, I just don't want to go into detail. Basically my mom would rather see me on getting a lot of followers on Instagram than on a blog.
"Well I think you have talent." Amelia smiled at me.
I'm glad Amelia's my nurse. Some of the other nurses I've seen treat their patents poorly.
"Would you be willing to help me with my blog?" I asked Amelia.
"Sure. How?"
"My blog usually has a theme for awhile and then I switch it up. I have a theme idea. This may sound weird but a hospital theme."
"I think it's creative. How can I help?"
"I would love if you would model for some of the photos."
"Did you know I used to model a little before I became a nurse?"
It didn't surprise me. Amelia is thirty five and still in good shape. Her skin is also flawless.
"No, I didn't. What stopped you?"
"I had children to take care of."
"So is the photo modeling a yes?"
"Yes, but please don't put me in a whole lot."
I couldn't help but smile. This blog is very important to me considering it's one of the only things of my past I like.
"I'll start on the photos tomorrow." I told Amelia as she walked out."
The blue field was an old photo I had saved. A new theme should be up soon. I'm starting on it tomorrow and I can't wait for you all to see it.
-Willow