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The hospital makes me sick. 

The smell of diseases and drugs hanging in the air. The rude nurses swing their butts along the hallway as they follow the serious doctors. 

This is the same hospital I was admitted to when Dean shot me. That's why it makes me sick. It has a nostalgic feel to it. It reminds me of the pain I went through in the merciless hands of Garry. It reminds me of the lonely bed I used to lie on for hours. And what I hate most is that it reminds me of Trent. He's the last person I want to think of now but this hospital forces me to. My mind flashes back to the time I was lying sick on the bed and he held my hand affectionately, showing he was there for me. Assuring me all will be well. I recall the regular visits to bring me fries or yoghurt or whatever. The thought of it just makes me smile. 

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