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Taking a few steps before and breathing out a warm misted substance, I was in awe when I opened the door to a ballroom-like palace.

Sebastian walks over to me and leisurely takes hold of my hand. Obviously nothing out of the norm, and neither am I a child, but I don’t complain.

The cars drive by and the wind is crazy, 
The train hoots, 
Its sound, invading.
Bystanders talk, 
Music plays,
My parents argue,
And I'm in a daze,
These sounds I'm indifferent to.

The door lets out a soft click as I leaned my back to the wall, taking in the sight of white everywhere, I inhaled deeply, smelling something like mint lingering in the air and exhaled with the same amount of force.

My fingers ache from not moving and the nerve-wrecking aura of this setting, puts me in a state of melancholy.

I knocked softly on his hospital door. I heard nothing, no response. My hand swipes over the knob, and I waver. Though impatience was nipping at my lower neck, I just shuddered.