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A doctor’s waiting room It’s 13th February 1998. There’s exactly half an hour left till my appointment. I’m walking on the main road
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A doctor's waiting room It's 13th February 1998. There's exactly half an hour left till my appointment. I'm walking on the main road towards the G.P. its a miserable day, the clouds are as dark as charcoal the rain is dropping heavily, soaking me as I walk in a slow pace. The wind is hammering my face, making my eyes water and my lips splinter. I'm shivering all over, I'm willing myself to walk faster yet my legs feel heavy as though they're not listening to the orders of my brain. I finally seem to have made it to the entrance of the G.P. The doors slide open as I walk in, greeting me with the warmth of the place. As the receptionist greets me with a warm smile, she takes my details and tells me to wait in the waiting area. I never felt my heart beat so fast other...
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