22 April 2012
Ok, so basically this is going to be a short story working backwards through several days where the main character says what happened on that day. I got the inspiration from a friend making a funny joke about getting out the wrong side of bed. Anyway, here goes!
Today was my first day out of hospital since the accident. It's weird having a proper look at the sky, trees, clouds, grass, stuff like that. It's great to not just be staring at the blank, empty, white, hospital ceiling. Dad seems pleased to have me back, but jim just tells me about all the stuff of mine that he's broken. Ugh, maybe I'll go back to the hospital after all.
The Wrong Side Of Bed 1 • Opuss № I