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Ren,
Would you believe me if I say I get scared easily, if is say I cry often, when I am alone. When I know no one will see me. I often look in the mirror and see my reflection but I see nothing but my red nose and teary eyes. I wonder if you think I still look beautiful when I'm a mess. I cried yesterday; I cry a lot. It’s just you didn’t see. I think a lot, about you, about us, about so many things that I can't remember. Its just so dark, so empty. Its like a thorn in my heart, it will always be there to hurt me. it has been for as long as I can remember. Whenever I am alone, I think of you, I dream of you, I meet you in dreams, but I never see you in front. I'm just happy that you are not just a memory, I feel you in my dreams, you smile and talk. And sometime even kiss and hug. Its not real, but it is for me. It keeps my hanging, even just by a thread. It gives my hope, I just want to forget you, but I couldn’t, in so many years I still dream of you. I think about ou before going to sleep. I think about you when I couldn’t sleep. I imagine weird stuff; I could never tell this to anyone. It’s just hard. Will I ever forget you or just this is my life.
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#EzekielAMurderer
#DoctorVillian
#MurderInHospital
Ping* ping* ping* ping*
‘What is this sound?’
‘Is my phone here?’
‘But cell phones are not allowed in the OR. Where is this voice coming from?’
Ping* ping* ping* ping*
‘Wait!! This is not OR. I feel chills on my body.’
‘It’s so cold. Where am I?’
‘Wait is this a blanket? Am I in my room?’
Ping* ping* ping* ping*
I stretched my hand out of the quilt. Feeling the blanket.
‘This is my bed, my room. Wait… where is my phone?’
I jolted up from the sleep, looking around the room, with my sleepy vision. I looked right, then left. It wasn’t there.
‘When it’s not on the side table and on my bed, it’s on…. Yes, floor.’
I looked down to the floor and yes it was there. I grabbed it up and checked what the notification was coming from.
#EzekielAMurderer
#DoctorVillian
#MurderInHospital
Tons of unread messages were in the group chat. All from an hour ago.
‘there is something really bad going on in here.’ I thought.
I scrolled through the chats. The first thing that I noticed was, how many of them had the same word, ‘Ezekiel’, in them.
I saw a link and I pressed on it. It opened to the twitter account. There was a video. So, I pressed on the play option.
I knew the man in the video. he was there. I am sure, it was him. He helped to get many patients out of the bus yesterday. He was with the paramedics. I remembered him because he was ordering other men like he was their boss.
“so, you were in the bus?” a feminine voice came.
“yes?” he nodded.
“what did you see?” she asked again.
“two doctors were arguing. One of them looked younger, like in the late twenties. He was rescuing a patient, his both legs were crushed by the bus, but the other ordered him not to, to save another patient. He was younger. If the first was moved a bit the later would die.”
“so, he risked a patient’s life to save the other?”
“he said he will save both of them.”
‘what is this? what’s going on? Murderer? Doctor Ezekiel? What in the earth is going on?’
So, any tags with doc’s name were trending on twitter. People are nuts. It was just an accident. More over he took both of the patients out of the bus alive. He should be praised for his work. And what they are doing, calling him a murderer. Those who used to call him the hand of god are now trending him as a murder. What hypocrites they are.
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