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Ava's POV

Well, instead of feeling a bit of relief after the nurse gave me medication and even dressed up my wound, I began to feel a lot worst.

I could still hear that voice in my head getting louder and louder and I can't seem to shut it out. I mean, not even if I try because believe me I have but it just get worst.

My life was becoming a  living nightmare and I can't do anything to help myself. Apparently, not even the doctor or the medication I have been given was making me feel better.

I thought about turning on my phone to maybe call my mom to come get me but couldn't summon enough courage to do it, instead I just lay here and cried like a little girl feeling sorry for herself.

I just couldn't afford to let my parent see me whining like this. How would that make them feel. Probably cause them to regret their decision to let me come here for work because would be just a waste of time at this point.

It's not like what