"Ethan you cant just stare af a wall for ever"
"It looks empty. Plain" ethan answered, still staring at the wall.
" Do you want to fill it with a picture. This is your room you are aloud to decorate it. You illness is mental not physical, you wont get sick"
"Ok, I'll draw a sketch" he said as he got up to grab a pencil.
He began to draw, an empty room his canvas. It was a tree, branching across the room, reaching the windows and stopping. Each branch had a flower, soon to be each a different colour.
"Ethan this is amazing! How old are you again?" The nurse exclaimed after entering after about two hours.
"15" he replied, still drawing
"So young and yet so talented"
"I'll go get some paints for you. I'll ask someone to help you move some of the furniture"
"Ok"
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Love Sick | Tythan
Fanfiction"I'll stay here with you till you remember me" "Then prepare to stay forever" In which Ethan Nestor remembers no one he's ever seen. *formally Permanently Ill
