Arcane Awakening

laying at the h

hostage of a handball and wiggling with it. Another kid with constant attachment to tissue papers, Liana, diagnosed with acute pneumonia, is provoking him to pass

n't been always fair to me, I can't feel joy like those kids. But it's alright, a

le neighbour, enters the room with cheerful steps. I'm not sure if it's be

h excitement. "The nurse said I could take of the stickers off my hands today! L

ng a bit better in my empty mind. "I ho

g in sadness since I'm not with them! By the way, Miss Hazel," she tilts her head towards me. "Will you come see

ur parents allow me to. I'll make su

e things can't be changed and I'm a mere creation of the u

past year, lying down, taking my pills according to the rules, savoring bland, antiseptic foods if I fe

in the room. I immediately know who they might be, since they check up

ter hanging from the soon-to-be husband's neck, pouting and

afford it? You have to understand me," the h

you love me, so you'll buy i

to me, s

feel her glancing at me even with my eyes c

sister dies. You know how the rules work,

!" my sister raises her voice and storms out the ro

n my

a signal reminding me about the countdown, in every moment. I wonder abo

en though the food probably never heard of seasonings. And then

here will be a change in the guards shift, which will take ten to fifteen minutes. Enough for me

thing is that any doctor won't do checkup on me at night, since my illness isn't seve

n the future, away from this white rooms. I chuckle seeing the elevator opened, like even fate is helping me today. I

h the rally. Rooftop isn't banned to us patients, since everyone w

ly beautiful tonight, with stars twinkling here and there. I look down at the roads, the city is still alive, filled with car

'm sure where they came from, but still I'm hap

t can be considered as a nine. With average length of each floor, my velocity and friction forces, I'll probably

ared to experience my end. Was my life worth it? Short answer, no. But the

et go of t

ears, a muffled shriek of my own, the crushing sound of m

e painkillers