User blog:Valentin girl/Dear Diary

Location: Hansgraf - UNSC
The memory came back to me... I thought I would forget it, as some other that were made in the past. ...But it came back.

There.. when we were waiting for John coming back from the medical room, I saw an empty room some feet away.

I could feel the energy going out of me.

I saw myself there, with doctors next to me.

They did a surgery. Which was my idea.

''It was my demand. ''

When they made it, I felt free. And since then I didn't looked back. Not until today.

As John was ready to leave, I was reliefed that we were going from that place and never return. But soon... thoughts were running through my brain. Mostly considering, what will he do?

Will he understand if I could say,... that what he wants,.... I cannot give?