I looked around me, I was in a small office. All white. There was only one little window, I got up from an old chair and walked slowly towards the opening of this room. I was surprised to see my dad. He was talking to another adult. A small women with dark hair, she was wearing a white blouse and carried a clipboard. Then the women ended the conversation with my father and walked towards me. I quickly sited back in the chair. She entered the room and shook my hand.
Her- Hy, I'm doctor Smith, your dad told me about your crisis so he went to me. I'm will examine you.
She smiled.
Me- Euh, okay.
Doctor Smith opened the door for me, so I exited the room
Doctor Smith- Were going left.
She put her left hand on my left shoulder. I rolled my eyes and turned left. She took the lead and went into a bigger and lighter room, all white. She was still sliming, but not a maleficent smile, a true smile. For me I hadn't smiled for months. She sowed me a hospital bed, so I lied on it. She put sleeping gaz in my nostrils by tubes. Everything beca m e
b l u r r y...
I was still under the effects of the gaz when I woke up but saw my dad talking with doctor Smith. She wasn't smiling anymore. I heard her saying;
"Fakenomania"
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Fakenomania
Science FictionA bilingual story | Une histoire bilingue. I had just finished him, I put the final touch; his eyes color... A clear grey. My eyes looked from the top of his hair to the tip of his toes. He was perfect. I activated the start button, which I regrett...
