Right Now my Biggest fear was the Clown...
"Mum It's fine now I am all good now see,"
I stood up and walked around the room to show my mum that I am fine but then I suddenly felt something sharp going through my back like something scratched my back...
I wanted to shout but I kept quiet because I didn't want to spend more time in the hospital nor make my parents more worried...
and I was getting discharged that day,
weird right I just woke up from a coma but I am getting discharged...
but what was happening was weirder and I knew that I was getting discharged because my dad asked the doctor to discharge me,
Why? you might be thinking...
As my dad said that they just came back and didn't spend time with me because I was in the hospital...
I was shocked for some reason but I took it lightly because I wanted to get the heck out of the hospital anyhow...
What about my health? I don't really care about it now, as I need to find out what happened to Mr.Henderson...
As my parents went to fill the form of me getting discharged I went to the washroom and checked my Back...
"Damn that's a huge cut, Ouch!"
I went back to the room and called a nurse and asked her to patch it up,
"Ma'am, how did this happen?"
"Oh, this? I scraped my back by that iron rod"
thankfully there was an iron rod poking out of bed, but I was worried about the other people, like how irresponsible the hospital is? leaving an iron rod poking through the bed corner...
"Ma'am you need to be more careful"
"Sorry my mistake, but you need to tell that to the hospital that there is a freaking iron rod poking out of there"
"Yes ma'am I will"
She patched the wound up and left,
then my parent also came and we left...
But while going I saw the old man again near the same street light but again i was not able to see his face...
To Be Continued...