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- Is it that wooden thing the teachers always take?
The air was warm as Saria walked up t the entrance at St. Mugo's. She had an appointment set up to do a check up. Her parents told her that it would be a regular thing now. She would go in once a month to see the doctors and find out if there's anything going on with her head. This was all just a precaution, keeping her from getting hurt any further. Saria straitened out her skirt and adjusted her shirt. She took a breath before entering the building. Her parents had attached a piece of paper to the front of her denim jacket for the doctors to look at. They didn't expect Saria to remember why she was going. It was a bit discouraging in her opinion. She wasn't five. Saria understood that she didn't have the best memory, but, could it really be that bad? She hoped for her sake, it wasn't.
As Saria approached the front desk she looked down. The lady operating the desk saw the note and asked for it. Slowly Saria unpinned it and gave it to her. It had all of her medical history pinned under it in an envelope. Saria felt embarrassed, like a child. The nurse asked her to take a seat, and wait patiently. Saria played with her nails as she looked around the room. She hated hospitals. They made her feel uncomfortable. in fact, she didn't really like doctors anymore. When she blinked her eyes, she could see the image of the doctors pronouncing her sister dead. She snapped her eyes open. She couldn't do that to herself, she couldn't take it right now.
A Nurse called out Saria's name and lead her back to the doctor's room. She did the basic things, asked her why she was there and such. Then she left the room. Saria felt like she wasn't going to be okay. She felt sick to her stomach. She just wanted this to be over with, and the doctor to hurry up.
As Saria approached the front desk she looked down. The lady operating the desk saw the note and asked for it. Slowly Saria unpinned it and gave it to her. It had all of her medical history pinned under it in an envelope. Saria felt embarrassed, like a child. The nurse asked her to take a seat, and wait patiently. Saria played with her nails as she looked around the room. She hated hospitals. They made her feel uncomfortable. in fact, she didn't really like doctors anymore. When she blinked her eyes, she could see the image of the doctors pronouncing her sister dead. She snapped her eyes open. She couldn't do that to herself, she couldn't take it right now.
A Nurse called out Saria's name and lead her back to the doctor's room. She did the basic things, asked her why she was there and such. Then she left the room. Saria felt like she wasn't going to be okay. She felt sick to her stomach. She just wanted this to be over with, and the doctor to hurry up.