Thursday, December 08, 2005


[Kendric's Story] :: Part IV

I'm lying in my bed, peacefully, resting in this hospital. I know I'm safe here, safe from those men. I see a clock up on the wall in front of me. It ticks, and it tocks. My room is dark, it's after hours. Time seems eternal in my little room. It's dark but I can hear the city outside.

The bullet wounds have recovered, and the doctors say I'll be as good as new. A week ago I got out of bed for the first time. The doctors asked me if I had any family they should notify. I told them no.

They're releasing me tomorrow. I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna skip town... I'm gonna go home.

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