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I glanced at the clock over the wall.

3:22 p.m.

No one had been in my hospital room the entire day; not my doctor, my therapist, a nurse, or a mysterious visitor.

"Maybe they forgot about me," I thought.

At least I had my dog to keep me company.

I gently stroked his fur, thinking.

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