dear ivo,
you probably were wondering why i wasn't at school today. or maybe you weren't. i don't know. i really wish i was invisible because it killed me every time i wasn't at school. i really wanted to know what people thought of me and did or talked about when i wasn't there.
anyways, today i went to the hospital. i swear, it's like my second home now. i'm even really good friends with two of the nurses there. cindy and heather are their names.
"how are you doing, darlin'?" cindy asked me.
i shrugged. "oh, you know. my skull feels like it's going explode any moment now and last night i'm pretty sure i coughed up a lung. so yeah, i'm doing pretty good."
cindy laughed. "well, you're getting an MRI today so we can find out what's wrong with that head of yours." heather said.
"let's hope nothing is wrong," i replied.
and something was wrong. but they wouldn't tell me what and I was freaking out. mum was crying, hugging me and saying over and over, "my baby. my poor little teddy."
i was scared, ivo. no one was telling me anything, just leaving me in the dark. i hate being clueless.
truly,
teddy
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truly, teddy ✔️ [unedited]
Teen Fictionalbert einstein once asked a question that sometimes makes me hazy: "am I or the others crazy?" [lowercase intended] [completed] . loosely based off of past experiences . . all rights reserved copyright @ unbirthdays 2014
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