perspective | jjk

03.

i remember talking to you when i had asked you for directions to the nurses room. i had hurt my arm in physical education and you were there; i had really wanted to speak to you again.

we sat on the bed, waiting for nurse kim. i acted like i didn't know anything about you, an awful mistake on my part because you thought i didn't care. i do care.

i asked you how old you were and you said, "sixteen." you asked me how old i was and i told you i was twelve. you laughed and patted my head, calling me your little sister. i laughed it off, but my chest hurt so bad.