He Was Never Just A Case

He Was Never Just A Case

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Emir I don't feel much anymore. Haven't for years. They keep me locked up, watched, and labeled. I sit in silence, detached from the world, waiting for nothing. Then she appeared. Soft voice, steady hands, eyes that didn't flinch when they met mine. I don't trust her. I don't even understand what I feel when she's near. But now, she's all I see. Obsession, maybe. Salvation, maybe. Either way, she's the only thing that cuts through the numb. Mina I am excited to start another semester of nursing school-new rotations, new patients, a fresh chance to prove myself. I have been assigned me to my first patient; I feel ready. I am not afraid. But then I meet him. He barely speaks, eyes like winter, always watching but never letting anything show. There's something heavy in him, something that pulls at me. I know I shouldn't feel drawn to a patient-especially one like him...but I do. And no textbook has prepared me for this.
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