Three days. Only three days left until I can come out of this place. It feels like I’ve been in the hospital for months instead of four days. Since dad knew that I knew that he’s my dad he acted a whole lot differently. He smiled more. His eyes didn’t look so strict and miserable anymore. He also spent more time with me. He even went with me to go see Stephen, who’s still in a coma. Who’s still lying helplessly on the hospital bed. I hated to see him like that and I hated the intense feeling of missing him. I feel homesick and like a complete wreck. As if a zombie has taken over my body.
“Hey.” Lisa appears in my room making me frown. She looks tired and messy.
“Hi.” I say through a forced smile and sit up on my bed.
“Sorry to intrude.” She says through a breathy voice, “I just
