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Lately I been, I been losing sleep.
Dreaming about how evil I could be.
But Villains, I been, I been tryin' hard
It's tough to climb the ladder
When you're counting Scars.
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I opened the door to the Hospital upon stepping inside I instantly meet with "Bleeps" and "Blips" of the machines that measure heartbeat, breathing and control IV fluids. Some sat in corners faces full of worry. Nurses laughed and chatted as If they had not a care in the world.
As I walked down the hall I noticed Many people. Some sat near the bed of their loved ones snoring slightly. Others would leave a room,eyes red and tear streaked cheeks,I assume someone dear to their heart had died.
It wasn't all tho. You'd have to be blind to not see the Happy faces of young couples that finally got to go home with their new baby. Others were kids finally well enough to go home with Mom and Dad. The Hospital was filled with happy,sad,depressed and angry people.
But some things never changed. The walls were still painted Deathly white and it smelled of anesthetics.
"And then I said if you don't buy me that house then we're over. And that jerk"
"Excuse Me?" I tipped my head down making sure my hood would cover my face. "I heard Elsa Arendelle the lawyer,survived an awful house fire. Is that true?" I questioned innocently.
The Nurse raised a brow suspiciously. "Yes. That is true."
"That poor dear. If It wasn't for that nice young fire man she might not have made it out in time." The older Nurse said."That poor,poor dear. Her house is gone. The Firefighters just couldn't save it." She shook her head,walking away.
I looked back at the Younger Nurse who was eying me suspiciously. "Could you tell me what room she's in." She frowned looking a little annoyed. "Are you with the news paper?" I smirked under the protection of my hood.
"Yes,yes I am. I'm doing an article on Miss Arendelle. And I wanted to ask her some questions."
"Well I suppose I could tell you." I nodded urging her to tell me more. "She's in room 108."
"Thanks."
I frowned. Eyes going cold. Elsa Arendelle would pay for what she did to me. She would pay. I walked down the hall till I reached 108. I slipped my hand into my pocket grasping my knife. If Elsa Arendelle was alive I'd take care of her.
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I updated. YAY! Sorry It's so short. Thanks to all of you who Commented and added this to your Library. I live comments. :D Any was Thanks once again Author over and out.
