Hospital
Girl: Why are you here? You've got school!
Boy: I got worried. Why are you here anyways?
Girl: Tell me why you stormed off at the yogurt shop and I'll answer your questions.
Boy: He was twenty years old and checking out a minor!
Girl: That isn't the only reason is it?
Boy: ... I was scared you'd run off with him. Your the first friend I've ever had and I'm scared to lose you. Now tell me why you were admitted into the hospital.
Girl: I have a brain tumor. I'm a walking grenade - bound to blow up any second. That's what happened last night, the tumor gave me a seizure and I hit my head hard falling down. I lost a lot of blood. By the way these bandages are itchy.
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Hidden Secrets
Short StoryShe always wears gloves. He always wears scarves. What could possibly be hidden under that piece of cloth?
