ANOTHER WEEK LATER
How many days had it been now? How many weeks had it been now? Or months? I really don't know. Everyday, something was being pumped into my system. Everyday, I kept seeing this face, a face I recognised, a face I knew and yet this face seemed so cold, so distant, so far away. A face that once made me feel warm but now just angered me. He made me feel rage and frustration and I couldn't really understand why. As usual, the tv came on, images of these men, enjoying their lives.
Then...images of a woman, a kind, sweet and caring woman, I wished I was living with her. I wished that I was just a kid in high school, not having to deal with this. The images changed and now, something different was on tv. A video was being played, it was that man, that man who once made me feel happy. He was with someone...were they kissing? I don't know, it just hurt.