Butterfly Kisses

Butterfly Kisses

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White. All I see is white. White walls, white sheets, white lights, white uniforms. Just white. The sickly smell of bleach and cleaning agents invade my nose and the hushed voices caress my ears. This place is getting all to familiar for my liking. My presence becoming more frequent. I know there's exactly 342 stairs from level 1 to 4. It takes approximately 2 minutes to get from the bottom level to level 3, my level. That there are exactly 13 stores scattered throughout the building. That there are 8 men's, women's and disabled bathrooms. That canteen prices are ridiculously overpriced and no discount is given no matter how many times you visit. That the coffee machine is decaf even when they say it's not. That there are two kinds of nurses. The ones who are their for the money and ones that try their best to make a difference. And that this place is both a blessing and a curse. --------------------------------------------------- Erica's life hasn't been the easiest of lives. Her little brother is sick, her father is out of the picture. Her mum is all she has. Between school, work and Visiting hours she barely has time to herself let alone to socialize. But everything starts to change.
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I have always been a planner. Never the girl to leap before look at the drop. The type to have a plan and then a back up plan for that first one. However, when I stormed up the stairs of Daniel's house ready to give him an earful I didn't have a plan. I didn't have a plan for what to do when he wasn't sitting at his corner desk. I didn't plan on going over to that desk and looking through his things. I didn't plan on opening up his science textbook. Didn't plan on seeing the large cut out in the center of all the pages. Didn't plan on switching out the white powdery drugs for the sugar from fake sugar baby that we got for health class. That is my story and I plan on sticking with it. However, the mafia chasing after me might not understand that it was all a tiny misunderstanding. Warnings: Violence and Drugs

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