One Second
Nina POV
~the next day~
I get out of the hospital today. At this time, yesterday, I was told my best friend had died. 11:11. That time is supposed to be lucky, right?
I look around my hospital room. Thinking how I won't have good luck from now until forever. A tear escapes from my eye. No,
I think, Be strong, for everyone. I tie my hair back into a bun. Right now, I don't want any hair on my face. I shouldn't have done that, I feel a sharp pain in my wrist, like someone is cutting it with a knife.
"Ow!" I scream. Nurse Ivy rushes in.
"What happened, dear?" she asks.
"Oh, nothing, I tied my hair back and my wrist didn't like it." I say.
"OK. Just making sure." she says and closes the door.
I lay down and try to fall asleep, I do. Suddenly, I start dreaming, a very vivid dream. About Patricia. She never died.
Patricia?
Hello Nina.
I thought you were dead.
Yeah. Me too.
So, you're not?
Beware the lock.
Wait, what?
Beware the lock. I've gotta go.
Wait Patricia! What lock? What lock?!
Bye. See you...
Do you like it? I'm sorry i haven't posted in a long time. I was busy. Luv ya ;)
