Psychic

Chapter four

It's been almost a week at this hospital and I knew almost everything especially when I touched them even the people. I could tell a history about them. I wasn't certain yet but it felt like when I touched something I would know about it even If I didn't know about them before. I felt like something was up with this place as I didn't feel good but I couldn't figure out what. I didn't like doctor Freeman as I knew him to be since I woke up on Saturday because he seemed quite creepy. I had missed my dad too but I couldn't connect with his world again and it surprisingly didn't freak me out.

For one thing I found I could talk again but I deliberately refused to till maybe I figure out why I feel so odd. I realized that the day before when I was busy touching medical instrument as usual since I refused to talk to anybody and one of the instrument cut my thumb a little and I let out a little "ouch". When I looked around and realized nobody noticed I made sure to wipe every bit of blood from the instrument and my thumb then I pretended nothing ever happened.

I looked at the clock fitted on the wall of the room adjacent to my bed and it was twelve and earlier this morning the doctor had told me that I was free to get out of bed and stroll a bit if I wanted to but I had just kept quiet and looked at him not even nodding because it was doctor freeman of course. Though now I thought it was the best time to get out of the bed since I won't get to talk to anyone in this ward. Everyone either looked too sick, too scared or too grumpy and I was very tired of touching stuffs in this ward. HECK I COULD TELL A HISTORY ABOUT MOST OF THEM.

I got up from my bed promising myself I'd be back before two because I expected my mom to be there by then. 'mom don't be late this time', I thought. I walked to my brother's ward first and sat next to him. I held his hands and they were really cold. I was tempted to whisper to my brother about my dad but I decided against it. My thoughts were interrupted when I caught nurse at the door staring at me. "I'm sorry for scaring you dear"..

'Scare?' I almost laughed.

When she saw I wasn't responding or even attempting to respond she walks over to were I'm seated and looks at my brother. "He'll be alright dear", she said without looking at me then when I still don't reply she hugs me and she smells looovvvee strawberries and the accident hasn't stolen that away from me. In as much as I wanted to talk to her I force myself not to. This wasn't the time. When she was done hugging I brought out my little notepad from my jacket pocket and write

I can't talk I'm sorry

When she looks at what I had scribbled down she smiled at me and started introducing herself..."My name is Angela but you can call me Angie and I'm twenty four and like the youngest registered nurse here so if you have any problem you can always see me. Also...."

I smiled she didn't have to give long descriptions of herself because the hug said most of it and I guessed I liked her.

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