Slipped Away

Part 53

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As far as I can tell I'm at some hospital because I'm hooked up to I.V.s and nurses keep coming into my room. I don't know where I'm at or what time it is.
What I do know is that I feel like shit and at least they let me have you so I can write or I'd go crazy. I'm so exhausted so I think I will write more later.

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I'm feeling a little better today. I still feel awful but not as much as before. I'm still trying to piece together what happened but I can't seem to get my mind to work right.
I keep asking the nurses what happened but all they keep saying is that I need to rest and then they leave. Maybe their right. I'm so tired that it is even a struggle to write but you are my only friend and I feel so alone right now I could scream.

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One of the doctors came in today and we had a long talk about what happened to me and how I got here. I started to remember things as we talked, and it finally
was coming together in my mind. I remember I was sitting in the park and I got hungry so I went over to one of the coffee houses to get a donut or something and after that it's black. I guess at that point I collapsed in the coffee house and someone called 911 and that's how I got here. The doctor said I was so malnourished and dehydrated it's a wonder I lasted as long as I did. I guess I was so jammed up on the drugs I didn't notice or care one way or the other. When he asked if I had any family I broke down and gave him Terry's phone number. I didn't want to do that but if I didn't they would most certainly send me to juvie or some other god forsaken nightmare. I heard stories about juvie and other places from different kids I met on the street and wanted no part of that.
What I really wanted was to feel better and get out of here and go home.