My arms hurt. My head hurts. Everything hurts. Basically, I was walking, with Deppy and Anxie of course, back from class, arms filled with books because my bag is already filled and I'm too broke to buy a bigger one when something hard struck me on the head as I turned the corner. My books fell on me as I stumbled to the ground and knocked the wind out of me. Next thing I know, I wake up in the school hospital with, apparently, a broken arm and a bandaged head. I sat up slowly, my health robbing with pain. Anxie ran to my side and Deppy... Well he just sat on the chair playing his phone. Until moments later when he finally looked up and noticed I was awake. Unfortunately, neither of them knew who had hit me as they ran away. The nurse came to my side and gave me a quick check to make sure I was okay. She then handed me a form to fill so that I could leave the school hospital. I tried to move my right arm when it dawned on me that I'd broken my right arm. So I had to sign with my left hand. Luckily for me, I had been practicing to be ambidextrous ever since I was little.
Signing out,
Hanah
Wednesday 19/09/18
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The Story Of... Deppy, Anxie and Me!
RandomThe Mind Is Everything... Everything about this may be fiction. Mentions of hurting, suicide, depression and anxiety. Please be cautious. I hope you like my story. Cheers!
