Chapter 8: LAURA

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After finishing dinner and cleaning we all went to our rooms to sleep at around quarter to eight normally we would stay up a little and talk or watch the television or something, but the events of the day left no body in the mood.

I wasn't really sleepy so I just kept tossing and turning and using social media on my mobile. At around ten I heard a knock on my door.
"Who's there?" I asked.

"Laura?"Lynn replied.

Oh no I thought that something has gone wrong, so I raced out of my bed to open my door but she was there in her wheelchair visibly alright.

"What happened Lynn is everything all right?" I asked never the less.
"Yeah I am okay I couldn't sleep can I come in?"

I nodded and then wheeled her to my bed and laid her down on the bed opposite me.
"Laura?" she mumbled, "Sing to me, it helps me sleep."

Sing to her, I thought to myself, hmm what should I sing? After dwelling on a thought I settled on the song-poem that I wrote for Lynn when she was first admitted to the hospital, and it sure did help her sleep.

Sorry this one is a little short.

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