Jimin

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28 September Year 20

I stopped counting a few days after I was hospitalized. Counting is something you do when you want to get out, or you think there's hope of getting out. Outside the window, I see trees, grass and people in the distance. It hasn't been a lot of time since I saw them so I knew that not that much time had passed. At most, slightly over a month. Maybe because of the medicine, everything was boring and dull. Even so, today was a special day. The kind of day you have to write in a diary, if you keep one. But I don't keep a diary, and I don't want to have any problems if I did write it down.

I looked into the doctor's eyes and pretended to be depressed saying "I don't remember a thing." It was a lie.

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