"Who's back?" I mumbled, glancing around before I realized there was only a white curtain around me. I reached out to push it away but quickly pulled my hand back, I could hear shouts from outside, a chorus of crazed kids all screaming he's back and a weird word that sounded like it started with a 'P'.
I brought my knees to my chest and closed my eyes while I whispered, "no, no, no." Over and over agin because of the fact that I despised loud noises. I supposed it was because of the fact that I grew up around screaming, but also because I had sensitive ears.
"Every part of you is sensitive," I muttered as my eyes grew heavy, as I fell back asleep.
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