If there’s something that could explain how awful I feel right now, it would be like a volcano eruption while rain was pouring with thunder and storm. I was so mad, but I was so sad that it made little sense. I stood from the bed and grabbed the crutches that were on the bed-side table. I stepped out of my prison.
I headed up to the rooftop and realized it was noontime. The air I was breathing in felt nice, but it didn’t make me feel any better. It wouldn’t change the fact that I won’t be dancing from now on. By then, my tears began pouring down my cheeks as I threw my crutches away. I fell down on the floor in pain. I cried and cried until my tears ran out.
“Nami!”
I didn’t even care.
All I wanted was to dance at this point and prove to the doctor that I can do it, but I failed. It j
