COMPETITION PROMPT

Write a story set in a hospital.

Here

Heartbreak


The same devil, different story


Log 1:


The patient today seems pretty alright, granted everything that occurred yesterday. I’ve noticed some fidgeting behaviors that in other context seems pretty normal


I’ll keep that in mind for the future


So Iregardless, we will continue with the same dosages for the next two weeks on a trial

Period



If all goes well the patient should be good to walk within a month


Log 2:





It seems patient 7 has been able to walk on a much faster developmental period than we expected!



Speaking is a much harder task, as discussed, because of the damages to the prenatal brain



However



I imagine Seven speaks some times



Vividly at that



A real story that illicits tears before and after



So the author is just the stem and we are neurons, activated listeners (get it? :^>)



I humour myself



Log 3:



Well



It looks as if patient 7 truly is one of a kind,



Not literally of course



But



Truly impressive



I wond-





Hello Doctor



Ah, hello there Seven - you caught me in the middle of my

“Journaling”



I figured as such. I have a question you might find interesting, if I may indulge you



Of course. It gets lonely in here



_ _Here.


Well, doctor, what causes a a doctor to lose its patients



Hmm.

If you imply an entandre ill respond simply.



I’d estimate frustration, in some degree



In what manner?



Like the logs for a fire. When you desire to be burnt they are too wet, and when you desire to be warm they burn entirely too bright



What spurs you to ask?



Well, doctor, I assume there is, are or were patients before me

Where did they go?



I haven’t gotten to that part yet Seven

I am simply

Here



_ _here


And I haven’t got a clue about where it is

I didn’t even realize I was a doctor



I just wrote logs and made jokes and wanted to know how to cry



That sounds like a lot doctor



……..



Do you

Give up?



………






That day 8 went sideways , and we skip

Straight to me, patient 10 (we do not talk about 9)



As for Seven he lost his patience too, eventually







I will never be enough to be sick for a reason





He would write_ _



Am

I real

Because you- yes you- are reading this right now

Am I real

Here?



_ _Here.





Goodness me!






As for me, all I know is that I am here, and the hospital is white, and for the life of me I cannot figure out who is sick



** ** But atleast I am real.

Here


Somewhere is a heart

and they do not care for logs to be real


Thank you for making me alive.













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