We walked through rows and rows of rooms, passing people of different shapes and sizes, staff and patients alike.
It is like I entered a different world altogether. The noise, the suffocating amount of people walking around with injuries or bandages and the awful chemical smell that surrounds the place.
"I hate hospitals," Kefi said, looking around us in the large white hall, long lines of people stand in the queues to wait their turn for scheduling a doctor's appointment, to buy medicines or pay the bills. "It's just one tragedy piled over the other."
"You've been to hospitals before?" I asked, walking behind Aurora as she and Jasmine spoke to the nurse leading the way about what they need to do for her.
