Chapitre 8: .heavy feelings.
I was harboring some difficult thoughts in my mind to do with our move, our financial income and how we were meant to support ourselves with the little stuff we have left. It was all very complicated and since I was ill, with a throbbing headache and pains all over my muscle, I laid back and fell asleep.
The next few days went quite fast, just some inquires from school, DM's from friends at school, regular after school visits from my sister and messages from Daisy asking me if I was ok.
I let her come and see me once and we just talked for about an hour before she told me she had to go home for private tuitions. Our friendship had grown since the incident at school and I had started to believe her good intentions for me.
As for the person who was paying my hospital bills, I don't know either.
Apparently there were few people who visited at night but most sounded as though they had nothing to do with me, nothing in common.
It had been a week since I had come to the hospital and just as I was ready to be discharged, a tall man walked into the room. He seemed middle aged. He asked me if I was ready to leave. I was slightly confused and told him that he got the wrong person.
All of the sudden, he says my full name and address aloud and repeats that I am the girl that he is looking for. I panicked as I had no idea who this guy was so I kicked him as fast as I could and ran.
How did he have all the information about me? How on earth did he know me?
Many thoughts wondered around my brain until I realized that I could stop running. I had run around 1km away from the hospital without even realizing it!!! I felt this heavy feeling on my shoulders as I was making my way home. Not real weights but just thoughts in my head of all the incidents that had happened.
Of course, thinking of it now, they all seemed weird. They didn't have any connections as I had first thought but they all happened so recently. Who was the person behind me who was prepared to catch me whenever I fell? Was it pure coincidence or was it fate?
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