I sat in what was supposed to be my bedroom, because calling it a bedroom would indicate that I slept here or at all as I stared out the window. There was nothing in particular I was looking at, just mindlessly staring as my mind tried its best to sort out what had happened, but it was failing miserably till it went blank. My mind was blank and dark, there were no dark thoughts lingering there... it was just empty.
Last month was hard, especially the beginning.
I almost drowned and if not for that policeman I would be dead. Andrew said that the man that saved me would be rewarded, I heard whispers that he had got a promotion and a big raise as well as a personal gift from him. Do I think he went a bit over board? Yes, but it will make him happy so I did not really mind it.
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