Yah . Im totally still writing. Sooo P.S. Those who havent been put in yet are probably in my break out team -Nicole™
--Part Three-- I layed back in my bed thinking,planning. I remember the first day i came here. I looked at the tall, bland , grey-ish building. I remember i was so weak with the sickness i had to be wheeled in. Dr.Anne had greeted me at the door. I smiled as i thought about how much i hated her from the day we meet. She was the prettiest woman i had ever saw with her pale blonde hair and clear blue eyes. I'd had envied her. My green-brown eyes and long dark hair had impressed them down in Rio. But Dr.Anne, despite her angel looks, was the living bitch from hell. I hated her then and hated her now. I shoke my head, forgetting about Dr.Anne and remembering the important things of that day. I was