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ObjectWriting => Object Writing Word Of The Day => Topic started by: Yveah on July 05, 2018, 02:02:00 PM

Title: Doctor
Post by: Yveah on July 05, 2018, 02:02:00 PM
Finally, my name is called from the speaker. I've been waiting for so long, I almost fell asleep in the middle of the waiting room.
Other people are there, waiting endlessly to finally have there chance to meet the doctor. As I prepare to get up, I hear people coughing
in the room. A baby is whining. I try not touching anything as I have a feeling that bacteries and diseases are everywhere. I start to walk
towards the announced room. My footstep resonates. I reach the door with the number 8 written on it. I turn the cold knob and enter the room.
I'm alone. A blue-green bed is there with a sheet of paper, paper that makes cracking noise upon touch. I sit on a chair in the corner of the room.
I've been waiting for 3 hours and I'm still waiting. My heartbeat accelerates, I hate going to the doctor. I can never describe accurately my symptoms.
Anyway, I have no pain anywhere. I swear I felt a sharp pain in my stomach earlier but it seems now gone. I feel like I'm an impostor, like
I shouldn't be here, I'm just wasting everyones time but what if I've got something serious ?