Is my world real or fake ?

After the nurse checked my neck ,she changed my clothes and feed me some soup. I do not dislike soup but the atmosphere of the hospitals makes it even weirder .I stood on my legs to check my neck in the mirror ,to my horror my neck was covered in purple bruises and my hairs were not long anymore, they were up to the length of my shoulder .How come this happen?

"Miss Whohoo, the prosecutor is here to investigate . Follow me." the nurse informed me . I am 15 and if I am sure then a prosecutor is usually hired when a crime occurs. Did i committed a crime? My mommy would be angry on me if she ever learned that her innocent daughter had committed a crime. I need to think of a way out of it ,I knew I had to be strong but for what?! wait, wait i missed something important that how did the nurse knew my name ."Excuse me sis but how did you know my name?" I asked with a smile. A smile solves everything. " Umm it was written on the night suit that you were wearing, so I just guessed it was your name. Now follow me." Yeah ,I absolutely forgot about this ,this is so embarrassing ,my lovely granny stitched our clothes with our names on it . Although her works are fabulous but not in this situation.

I entered the room which was pointed out by the nurse. The room was unusually cold and there was only a woman in a navy blue woman's tuxedo suit with ivory navy tie. " Miss Whohoo take a seat", the woman said . " I am Cosmo ,I m here to investigate your case with a highly qualified detective .He is right now in a traffic ,so without any delay lets start ". I sat down with sparkling eyes ,I always have been curious about how it feels to be investigate .

But I am not ready for the opposite side of it,so I hope it gets over quickly.