Its been two days until the Dr. told me about the test. And for some reason I'm scared. I've never been scared for a test in my life, I don't know why I am now.
The nurse comes in at about 10:36 to bring my breakfast. I don't know why they are still bringing it to me for I am fully capable of going to the cafeteria and get it myself. The breakfast is the same everyday.
A plain bagel with cream cheese, square eggs that look and taste like doll food, and an orange juice. I managed to finish my bagel regardless my stomach being in a not from being so nervous for my test. After I ate I decided to study but it wasn't until about 10 or 20 minutes after I started that I fell asleep.
The doctor comes in and wakes me up. She tells me that it's time to take my test. I then remembered what I was doing before I fell asleep but I didn't feel as nervous. I Sat up from my bed and Dr. Phillips said you can make your way to the therapy room. "Can I stay in here?" I said the Dr. looked at me and said yes but you have to give me your phone. I give her my phone and begun the test.
To spare you guys the mental health I won't talk about the test questions.
I got finished and went to go find the Dr.
Once I find her she says "Wow done already, it's only been an hour." She tells me that I will get my test results back in about a week and gave me my phone back. Time passes and I checked my phone I see a stick note on my desk saying...
Come to the basement at 9:00
I figured that was pretty late and was kinda suspicious but I figured well if I die I will already be in the hospital 🤭. Tehee, I chuckled at my dark humor. I really didn't take risks. The only thing I've ever done was take 3 more pretzels then the serving size. I started to fall asleep when I herd a bell chime coming from my phone.
It was from the nurse. She asked if I could help out at the littles home they called it. Though the whole place was the littles home coming from I was in a hospital for kids. The little kids in the hospital were having a movie night and I was the biggest little kid there. I came to this hospital when I was 12 but now I'm 15. I'm supprised they didn't move me to the House for adolescents and teens. It took me 10 minutes to realize that I never texted her back. I was stuck in my thoughts for 10 minutes. I quickly answered.
Nurse Nancy
Nurse Nancy: Do you mind helping out at the little kids home today?
Me: I will help out😁
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Teen FictionA totally jaw dropping story of a girl that goes to highschool. The 4 years that without a doubt be the worst years of her life.
