Dear God,
Two days later Trey came back.
He came back with a book.
He told me I would like it.
The thing is, I don't read.
He looked so happy about them so I didn't tell him that I don't like to read.
The rest of the time he sat in the chair and told me about the book and how much I would love it.
He was being sweet and I was happy that you brought him to me and not Emma again.
As he talked I listened.
The book he brought me was called the Maze Runner.
As he explained the book's plot, I realized how much I felt like I was in a maze.
I was trapped in this hospital because of my tumor and I couldn't leave this nightmare.
Please help.
-Alice
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