Chapter 2

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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather in power than use; and keep thy friend under thine own life's key; be checked for silence, but never taxed for speech.

~William Shakespeare
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White,  all I could see is white, a blinding light greeted me when I first open my eyes, it was blur but as I stared longer the clearer my sight came back heck it felt like I slept too long to make my eyes soar and itchy, I roamed my eyes to see that I'm in a room patient should be, the smell of medicine? and raw herb? hit my nose, What the hell?

where am I?

How did I get in here!?

Those question keep repeating in my head like wind, swirling and circling inside my head, surrounding me with great intensity, it keeps stronger and stronger!! I'm not exaggerating, I'm still wearing my pokerface just don't mind my thoughts, I'm only giddy in my mind

Until
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Knock..! knock..!

I jolted, Almost falling from the bed where I'm lying at

And then it hits me!
I'm in a bed, lying comfortably without knowing where I am

A stranger, Specifically a man, standing near the door looking strangely at me.
and Then he ask


"How are you feeling? Do you need anything, something? " he's a tall man with a lean body probably 32 something in his age, the stubble on his jaw is showing because of stress I think? he had beautiful brown eyes that looks tired and exhausted, he's pretty for his age but I think he's crazy

"U-uhm i-i "

"Oh! how stupid, Of course you need water, here drink this " I watched him poured water into the glass and slowly he walked towards me, cautious in his steps as if I'm going to shout if he somehow surprise me, he handed it to me and I gladly accept the glass

after I stuffed the whole water in my throat I can now finally speak without getting hoarse in every syllable I sprout

" thanks. That helps a lot...
Who are you? And what are you doing in here? Never mind those questions, The important thing is WHERE THE HECK AM I!??"

"Whoah! chill there little 'fella.. ( he murmured ) hey, relax, I'm not going to hurt you. I'll help you instead, first off your in the establishment of Luke's Hospital and I am Dr. Raylegh Gomez but just call me Dr. Ray I hate that name it sound sooo.. How do I put this,"

He said while scratching his nape, Something.. That someone's habit I know, scratching his nape because his shy or some what embarrassed

" uh... it sound's so gay right?! hehehe...*ehem* sorry 'bout that damn! where's my manner's, so the thing is WHAT really happened, a teacher found you with so much wounds and scratches hmm, I know something but it just a guess, My guess is, you were bullied? right?"

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