The demon behind the mirror

"On the run"

It's been about 3 weeks later since the disappearance of Hannah. I miss her so much. I'm still in the hospital. Thinking to myself "What's gonna happen next? Is this the end of my story?". I sigh, then, out of nowhere 4 doctors run to me. "T-They found your sister!" A doctor gasps for air. "We nearly died while trying to save her!" The doctor beside the curtain. "Where is she?! Is she alright?! Is she dead?!" I yell. "We aren't sure on any details yet but we will tell you more when we do some more searching." 1 of the doctors say. I get up from the bed. When the doctors leave, I grab my bag that has been on the ground every since I've been here and run to the front desk. "Where are you going?" The lady at the reception asks, "Can you just sign me out please?" I ask furiously. "Okay, okay.... Done! Your free to go" She says, "Thank you" I say rolling my eyes. I run out of the hospital and now I'm on the run. I'm not sure if this is a bad thing or a good thing.. Anyway, I run as fast as possible until I reach the city bank. I look up at the tall, blue building. "I can't believe I'm about to do this" I say to myself. I walk into the big blue bank and try not to make myself look TOO suspicious. I go up to the front desk and pull out a knife and demand to give me money. I run out onto the road and I keep running. I get tired but I tell myself to not give up because I'm doing this for Hannah and myself.
At last, I find an abandoned shack and sit down. I stay there for awhile, then I take out a rotten, disgusting apple I had kept in my bag. I take a bite even though it tastes disgusting and swallow.
After about 3-4 hours, I lay down on the wood and drift off to sleep slowly.