The Chair by the Window — The Night Nobody Helped Me
Nobody had checked the wound properly.
The blanket hid me from sight, as if hiding me could cancel the fact that I was still there.
Piper curled up at my side.
“I brought Bunny,” she whispered, positioning her stuffed rabbit near my hand.
“You can borrow him.”
The sensation of being outside my body began to blur.
The ceiling seemed farther away.
Sometimes I found myself near the windows.