Day SixtyThree: The Pain

Today I rested at home all day, because my body was still sore from the accident.
Today was Mama’s birthday, but I couldn’t do anything for her. I feel guilty about that.
Someone wanted to visit me today, but he has sucky sleeping habits.
At night Mama helped me clean my wounds. Even the strong can grow weak. Yeah, I was in so much pain I actually cried. I hate the fact that I couldn’t bear the pain, but I hate the fact that I cried, more.
Oh well, wish you were here with me.

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