hospital

hosp

Arriving at the hospital, and going through the doors, I forced my eyes tightly shut. I didn’t want to be in a hospital. The stretcher bounced off of the doors and walls, my body aching a little bit more with every bump. Then, as quickly as we’d come in, I stopped and was left alone, in a still hallway that was neither cold nor warm, but dimly lit. It was quiet, the pulsating hum of the air conditioning made me think of a womb. I didn’t want to open my eyes, I didn’t want to be in a hospital. It surprised me that I was in a hospital, even though I should’ve known that the ambulance would bring me to a hospital

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