Jimin: 28 September Year 20

I stopped counting how many days it had been since I was admitted to the hospital. That was something I only did when I wanted to or had hope that I would leave. Looking at the trees and grass outside the window in addition to the clothes that people were wearing, it didn’t seem like much time had passed. Around a month at best. I even saw people wearing school uniforms sometimes, but that didn’t give me any type of special feeling. Possibly because of the medicine, everything around me was boring and dim. However, today was somewhat of a special day. A day that I would write about in my diary if I had one. But I don’t, and I wouldn’t want to cause a problem by writing it down. Today, I lied for the first time. I looked the doctor in the eye and pretended to be depressed. “I don’t remember anything.”

 

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