Mr. Di left. I don't know if it was for a family emergency or our time was up. It was kinda funny. I liked Mr. Di. He was young, about 24. He wasn't married, he had straight dark hair. He was tall. And apparently he had a child (). After he left I had some alone time. The hospital aloud me to be in a wheel chair, and I could go to the children center. I never actually did go. I was worried how they would think of me. Part of my face is messed up, and I think it would be scary to see a girl with only a left leg and left arm. My mom brought over my laptop, a MacBook pro, and sometimes I would talk to my friends over Social Networks. They would say how they would talk their parents into taking them to see me next week. And post things on my wall saying how their praying for me. My mom also brought me my iPod, and a journal, because I'm going to need to practice writing. My right arm was my wrighting arm. Some news reporters came into my room this evening. They asked me what happened, silly stupid questions. I don't think I've smiled once this week. What usually does make me smile is Timithy, Aria, but I know I have to forget about them.() ~Thursday~ My nurse, this British lady, she said I'm going to have to leave to Rehab really soon. I've never been to rehab. But Aria's brother had once, and she had to stay with me for 3 nights. I've been falling alseep a lot quicker then usual. Someone is always waking me up. Which is really annoying. My cousin nudged me on my nub, my nephew actually recently slapped me on my check. I had pain for a day. My mom wakes me with her loud cry. Ugh, my mom() its not that I hate her. I just hate her appearance. She isn't the most beautiful lady on the block. And it's annoying. She is, I mean was, always complaining about me. Her and my dad split about 3 years ago. A little bit after my nephew was born. Well I'm going to try to take a shower/bath now. Ugh, I wish I could have had lost ONE body part. It's do hard to do every thing. I'm actually worried about one major thing… how fat am I going to look? Err, I know it's nothing to worry about. But I'm really scared. I just can't be how I imagine my self. Ugly, fat. -----After writing in Journal----- "Knock, knock, knock." my mother called as she came into the door. "I got off the phone, and Arias family is going to come and see you! Isn't that exciting? Arn't you excited!
Sorry about the ending guys It was 3am over here I just copied it off and thought About finishing it when I woke up But I didn't.
It took me about a minute to realize my mother thought me and Aria were still friends. "Uhh, mom?" I said, she looked at me,"Yes sweaty?" I chickened out,"Can I have some lemonade?" "Yes! Definitely." she ran out of the room and down the hall to the cafeteria. Just then something magical happened. I young girl walked in. She looked about my age, maybe 16. She had light brown hair that went to her chest. Actually, a little longer. She had hazel eyes, and wore glasses. She had tan skin, but she looked really cute… maybe a little too cute for me. () "Hay!" she said,"You must be Lay-lany!" I was about to correct her when Mr. Di came into the room with my mother. Mr. Di actually corrected her,"Laurin, it's actually Laylanie." he turned to my mother,"I hope you don't mind that I brought my daughter, Laurin." "No problem." my mom giggled. () "Actually Laurin wanted to talk to Laylanie. Is that okay with you?" "Yes, sure." Laurin started speaking, and I grinned. "Do u remember what the pain felt like when you got hit?" I cleared my throat. I've actually been doing that a lot lately. "No." "Why not?" "I don't know really. I must have blacked out, or just don't remember." -Will post more tomorrow-