Disclaimer: See chapter1.
Dear diary
2 June 2066
My next memory was at the hospital, where my eyesight hadn't gotten much clearer. I was told after numerous tests that I would have to wear glasses or contact lenses', as my vision wasn't expected to improve. I wasn't told that my eyesight would likely get worse too.
I went home with my brothers. I've got to say I was so glad to get out of the hospital. In all honesty I just wanted to go home, crawl into bed and wake up knowing that it was all just a nightmare. Pretty much everything hurt all over not that it surprised me at all, from what I was told on the flight home I took quite a tumble and which was something my brothers swore to not see again. They thought that I had broken my neck. By the way I was falling they say I turned every time to take the hit and prevent the little girl from getting hurt. Even when I was knocked out at some points my body was reacting to keep the little girl safe.
Well, we got home and I locked myself in my room before the mother hens could come through my door and cluck away. They'll kill me if they know that I think of them like that. Oh well. It's my diary and I can do what I wish in here. Right? No harm done.