I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
“How did he near death?”
“Why did he do it?”
“Was it suicide?” All of these Вопросы ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
“Dr. Demidov, how are Ты feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had black, graying hair.
I gave myself a quick once over, and looked back over him. “Just peachy,” I сказал(-а) sarcastically.
“Wonderful,” This man was chipper. “Can Ты tell me why Ты did it?” He asked. My brain stalled out.
“Did what?”
“Took the Tylenol and Nyquil,” he said. “You clearly knew the effects of it.”
I nodded my head. It hurt, because I was stiff. “Oh, uh, I don’t-I don’t know,” I said. I did know, but he didn’t need to know.
“If Ты remember anything, please, tell me,” he said. “Is there anything else Ты would like to talk about?”
There was only one thing on my mind. Only one thing that I cared about. “Where is Dr. Laveney?” The man just stared at me for a moment. “You didn’t know?”
“Didn’t know what,” my сердце raced and I started shaking.
“Dr. Laveney reassigned you. He сказал(-а) something about an emotional connection. I’m your new psychiatrist, Dr. White,” he smiled. I wasn’t for sure, but I felt like a horrified expression was on my face. I shook my head.
“I-I don’t want you!” I shouted. “Bring Dr. Laveney back!”
“I’m sorry, Damien. I can’t; he has already reassigned you. Maybe if Ты would’ve woke up sooner-”
I cut him off, “It doesn’t matter when I woke up. Get Dr. Laveney back!” The man looked at me. His expression was mortified. I must’ve sounded really upset. Dr. White nodded, and ran out of the room.
I sat back against my pillows. I was in the same room as before. If Dr. Anozi knew about this he would kick my ass. Alexander was probably thrilled to know I almost died. I sighed and put my head in my hands. I started to cry. I wanted Alexander here beside of me, but it wouldn’t happen. He wanted me gone, so why would he come back?
*** *** ***
No other doctor dared to step in my room for the rest of the evening. I sat and looked out of the window for most of the day. I didn’t feel like getting up and going to my office to get a book.
I fell asleep that night crying. I missed Alexander. I didn’t know if I would ever see him again.
“How did he near death?”
“Why did he do it?”
“Was it suicide?” All of these Вопросы ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
“Dr. Demidov, how are Ты feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had black, graying hair.
I gave myself a quick once over, and looked back over him. “Just peachy,” I сказал(-а) sarcastically.
“Wonderful,” This man was chipper. “Can Ты tell me why Ты did it?” He asked. My brain stalled out.
“Did what?”
“Took the Tylenol and Nyquil,” he said. “You clearly knew the effects of it.”
I nodded my head. It hurt, because I was stiff. “Oh, uh, I don’t-I don’t know,” I said. I did know, but he didn’t need to know.
“If Ты remember anything, please, tell me,” he said. “Is there anything else Ты would like to talk about?”
There was only one thing on my mind. Only one thing that I cared about. “Where is Dr. Laveney?” The man just stared at me for a moment. “You didn’t know?”
“Didn’t know what,” my сердце raced and I started shaking.
“Dr. Laveney reassigned you. He сказал(-а) something about an emotional connection. I’m your new psychiatrist, Dr. White,” he smiled. I wasn’t for sure, but I felt like a horrified expression was on my face. I shook my head.
“I-I don’t want you!” I shouted. “Bring Dr. Laveney back!”
“I’m sorry, Damien. I can’t; he has already reassigned you. Maybe if Ты would’ve woke up sooner-”
I cut him off, “It doesn’t matter when I woke up. Get Dr. Laveney back!” The man looked at me. His expression was mortified. I must’ve sounded really upset. Dr. White nodded, and ran out of the room.
I sat back against my pillows. I was in the same room as before. If Dr. Anozi knew about this he would kick my ass. Alexander was probably thrilled to know I almost died. I sighed and put my head in my hands. I started to cry. I wanted Alexander here beside of me, but it wouldn’t happen. He wanted me gone, so why would he come back?
*** *** ***
No other doctor dared to step in my room for the rest of the evening. I sat and looked out of the window for most of the day. I didn’t feel like getting up and going to my office to get a book.
I fell asleep that night crying. I missed Alexander. I didn’t know if I would ever see him again.
On a foggy день ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .
There was a little car ,
Driven by two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .
And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.
And the forest was dark
And hunted by Волки ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.
And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.
He is Остаться в живых and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.
We ain’t all lucky and rich
или have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.
This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
First person Письмо is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). Ты use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to Ты themselves.
Second Person
Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."
Third Person
Third person is almost similar to секунда person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person Книги often have the most detail.
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