The Girl, The Boy, And The Wheelchair

The visit

**Marlen stop spamming me! Lol, but seriously. Quit looking over my shoulder when I write!**

Sara POV
I pushed myself down the hallway and saw her. Kara Smithson. She was in a hospital gown and had a cast on her arm and a brace on her leg. She was limping down the hall with her back to me. I continued my laps around the hospital. But then I realized it was really her. I went to see if I could see her. "No, you're still too weak for that. But, we can see if she wants to see you." The doc said. "Okay," I replied solemnly.
I went to the bathroom and got out my razor.
I made nine new cuts before I felt satisfied. Kara would not want to see me.