It still doesn't feel like I went anywhere, my house still feels the same. The only difference is the atmosphere, I love how it feels right now, everyone seems happy and excited to see me. The whole house is decorated, and there is a really big banner wishing me a happy recovery.
I had a beautiful smile on my face, I didn't say a word to anyone, I just kept on smiling. I didn't stay long in the living room, I wanted to go upstairs and my mom assisted in taking me to my room. My room looks extremely neat and a little bit different, something doesn't feel right.
"Mom, did you change anything in my room?" I asks in confusion.
"Don't you like it? I just made a little bit adjustment in it because you need a little change in your room" she says with a smile.
I am not upset that she made some changes in my room, I just wished I had known before she started it, I also would have had my suggestions about the room change.
