I've been sitting in my room all day. The doctors told me to wait for them to come back. It's been 2 hours since they left. I don't know what's going on...I have only been here for 2 days and i'm already tired of being here.
The doctors took some tests and asked me questions on how my health was. I answered as best i could but i felt like they were treating me like a child.
The food i was given wasn't very good, but i didn't expect it to be. Everything about my room is small and uncomfortable. Is this all i have to look forward to for the rest of my life?

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As I walked through the halls I didn't see Phil or Leana, I didn't see anybody. Where are all the doctors that usually walk from room to room in the morning? While I thought about this I walked past the Children's Wing and found my answer. The door was open slightly. I stopped and stared. The walls were covered in blood and doctors were laying on the floor, obviously dead. There was no children in sight. Then I remembered, Kelly hadn't been at the meeting this morning. This was Kelly's doing. That child will ruin all are plans if she keeps doing this I thought as I pushed the door open and walked into the bloody hallway. I walked past the bodies on the floor towards the room I knew held the cause of this mess. I pushed the door open and found the small, pale 9 year old sitting on her bed holding a stuffed rabbit. I didn't find it odd that the toy was missing it's head.
I walked over and sat on the bed next to Kelly. She sat there and continued to stare at the wall with a blank stare. Her hands and face were covered in blood and the dress she was wearing was stained red.
I put my arm around her small shoulders to give her some kid of comfort. I didn't know what she was thinking but I had a feeling it was about her past.
She didn't look at me, just sat still and let me wipe some blood off her face. I decided to leave and give her some time alone.