Journal Entry #9
Dear John,
So today Christian stopped by today, he sat in the chair in the corner of my room near the nightstand, he just sat there staring at me. As I was sitting at the window bench, staring at the beautiful view, that I now have. He had told me that he would show me around if I wanted, but I denied telling him I'll rather stay in and look out the window. We had a small conversation about how crappy the food was here. He's very quiet and it makes me wonder what made him that way, he left telling me someone was waiting for him.
Dianna stopped by too, saying that she'll no longer be my nurse, and I'll be in good hands. It kinda hurt knowing I won't be able to see her anymore, I was just getting used to her. Today kinda went by quickly and peacefully, and I think I actually like staying in this room. Plus it's the only part of the hospital that doesn't smell like dying people. I still haven't heard anything from my parents, I expect that from my father but not my mom, mom's different. She cares about me as if I am still her perfect small princess.
Love,
Rose
A/N: Picture above is Christian..xxx