The office was quite busy due to the ongoing flu epidemic. Upon arrival, there was one person in the waiting room, five that arrived later, and at least 5 in the exam rooms. Being a doctor’s office, they utilize a combination of prioritization based on the level of illness or injury followed by appointments, then walk-ins. The waiting time to get into a room was 38 minutes or 33 minutes past the appointment time, and several patients that arrived later had already been taken back. Once in the exam room, there was nothing to occupy your time except a few medical posters on the wall, and the staff was not seen or heard from.
As I sat there for two days, I wondered what the house was going to look like, what the neighbors would be like, and how the schools were. I never had to think of these things before. Two days later, my parents came and picked me up. On the way to my new home, my parents explained that it was not like the house we previously lived in. That statement scared me because I did not want to live in a smaller house nor did I want to share a room with either of my sisters.
We followed a short girl who smelled like flowers up the stairs, to the right, and up a fancy elevator with a bunch of buttons that seemed to go on forever. I walked through the hallways uneasy as everyone was looking at us as if they had never seen people. The last step before seeing my dad was to wash my hands and put hand sanitizer on. The lady opened the door and we went down another hallway to my dad’s
I mean I don't know how to tell you. I guess I was afraid of something or I was trying to escape from something and you know I have never been very strong in the head (smile). I'm glad Mama and Daddy are dead and can't see what's happened to their son and I swear if I'd known what I was doing I would never have hurt you so, you and a lot of other fine people who were nice to me and who believed in
I kept looking outside, while swirling in my past memories to which made me furious for a second and smile to my next memory. While I was lost in my memories, the drop of the phone woke me out of it. I looked around and I saw that my mom’s hands were trembling and her face looked as if though she
Waiting for the results of a test. Or in my case, waiting for the kind blonde lady to come out of my mother’s ward to let me in. I think that in those past four months, I had spent over 24 hours in that waiting room. Hours and hours I would wait for that lady to come out, to be able to finally ask what I had been meaning to ask ages ago. When she did, however, I would chicken out and leave.
It could take ten minutes or one hour to get into a room. Sometimes we would be done in one hour. Other times it would take three hours. After the we were done on the first floor, we had to go to the second floor. We walked down that long hallway, with different turns that lead to many different rooms.
I said to myself that I’m not scared, I can fight back if something happens to me. Angel has came from heaven to pick me up. I can Imagine angel taking me back to home and have dinner with my families, but at the same time I was hopeless. I got deeper into the forest. There were no bird chirping and everything was still; the trees were dead and there was a mist surrounded me.