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Elle’s mum came to drag me from my sleep this morning to take me to the hospital to know what exactly went wrong.
She said she wanted to be sure if it was something that was triggered externally or internally so we would know if we could avoid it and how to, if possible.
I couldn’t complain, she was worried, so I just followed her obediently like a loyal puppy. Fortunately, she had called the doctor in charge of me when we were in the hospital to make an appointment the night before so we would be able to see the doctor immediately we got to the hospital.
My personal ghost tagged along, of course, singing along the radio of the cab we took all the way to the hospital. She looked better, even though her ghost features were beginning to crawl out. She was starting to look more ghos
