2nd August 2009, Wakefield.At 4:45 am in the morning, I woke up the sound of door creaking. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Nick standing at the door."I'm sorry, I woke you up with the noise." "It's alright I whispered" I glanced at Hannah who was heavily sleeping. I sat upright to drink some water. Nick continued to go outside in an orange hoodie and flip-flops, but stopped. Turning around at me he said "Come, I'll show you something" he held his hand out. I was still in the blue hospital gown.I got caught up in the moment and I moved my hand forward taking his hand. He helped me stand up, I grabbed my shoes and next thing I know I was walking in the corridor and then up the stairs with him. Do I even know this guy? Where is he taking me? Curiosity was growing and I could feel it within my nerves. Maybe Hannah was right all this time. It's fun hanging out with guys you barely know. I wasn't even prepared what will happen next. My brain finally started to process and my feet beg

5th August 2009Things were normal again, as if nothing weird has happened before. Not once did any weird thing happened. It was almost like it has always been my imagination. The murmurs were gone, the dreams were blank. Was it silence before the storm?Chris showed up after 3 days in a baggy cargo shorts and white v-neck, he is undeniably attractive. Within these three days any infatuation I had for him almost fainted away. I was sitting on a porch outside the ville with a glass of orange juice in my hand wearing a beige button down shirt with folded sleeves and white pajamas.He must have better priorities than me. I must have misunderstood the look of care in his eyes when I was leaving for the hospital. He noticed the confusion and agitation all over me."I know, I know" he exclaimed "I should have never disappeared like this. Here come in for a hug" He embraced me. His expensive cologne was quite a comfort for the moment. He backed a little and stood with the support of pillar j