Be The Boy In The Medical Area:
I wake up in bed. The doctor changing out the things going into my body. I see something orange. It's some type of stuffed animal. I reach over painfully grabbing it. There's a paper attached to it. I pull off the writing, reading it. Rose. That name sounds familiar.
The doctor says my blood loss is making me get loopy and forget things. Mostly just people.
"Every time you wake up, you forget more and more. You haven't been able to remember any friends or family. Your brother is one of the only people that you never forget." The doctor says.
He leaves and I wait, laying in my bed. Waiting to be moved to a prison cell for the next 2 months. I remember my brother, he was taken to foster care. I'd wanted to bleed to death. They say I'm forgetting people, but really I'm not. I remember my parents abandoning my brother and I. I remember having my best friend cry on my shoulder. I remember my last moments before almost succeeding. Everything was blurry, my best friend wrapped her scarf around my wrists and grabbed dirty shirts, trying to stop me from bleeding. She cried on my shoulder as my brother called the first help place he could think of. Which was this place. My best friend had it on speed dial, just in case something like this happened to her.
She was saying, "no! no! no! no! You can't go! Please, we need to live through this! Come on! Please!... if only I could give my life up, just for yours to go on... you actually belong here, and I don't..." I passed out after that.
I decide to reply to Rose. "Hi Rose, I don't really feel comfortable telling people my name just yet. Thanks for the stuffed bunny. I have named him Lil' Sebastian. You know why I am here, so may I ask why you are? Also you are very good at knitting. How long have you been doing it?"
When then doctor comes back, I hand it to him. He walks back, handing me a new note.
"Hello Mysterious person in the medical area. It's Rose again. I have received your letter. Lil' Sebastian is a wonderful name for a rabbit. Sorry to hear that you're uncomfortable with sharing your name, perhaps I may know it later in time. I am here for trying to send demons after my mother through witchcraft. I am located in the mentally disabled area. Although, I am probably smarter than everyone here. I've been knitting for around a year or 2 now. My mother doesn't bother to pick me up, so I've over stayed my visit. Will you be attending the dance? I shall probably stay in my cell unless my sister actually shows up."
I finish reading it then write back. "I'll attempt to go to the dance, but with my injuries, I probably cannot. Hopefully I can meet you one day, Rose. You seem very intelligent. Do you have any interest in robotics?"
We write back and forth the whole day, the doctor getting slightly unhappy. Angrier with every letter that passed. It was fun chatting with Rose. She reminds me slightly of my best friend, Roxy.
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