I got discharged the next day.
Although I had already missed two days of test, if I meet up with my subject teachers, I should be able to retake them.
Chloe wanted to drive me home but I didn't want her to. After several minutes of disagreements, I finally agreed.
Although I felt anxious through out the ride, it was surely better than staying in a crowded bus after just being discharged.
I got home, had a long shower and nap.
I didn't miss the new vase I saw in the hallway.
It had the same shape, color, and pattern.
I don't know if I was hallucinating or if it was truly there, but it helped me sleep better.
The sudden opening of the front door jerked me awake.
I blinked several times before I could finally register what was happening.
I checked the time on my phone to see it was already late in the night. I stood up and walked out.
As I passed through the hallway to the sitting room, I still noticed the vase there.
Was it not smashed into pieces?
