Saturday, April 12th

This will be my 100th day here. I hadn't remembered much of my family when I first woke up but what little memory I had is now going away. The smiles that once greeted me in my daydreams had changed. They looked the same but only brought the feeling of hurt and betrayal. The family I waited for every day is becoming something that only crossed my mind every once in a while. I am watching the moon again. The soft light that enters my room helps me calm down. Nurse Mara gave me some comic books to read. She said that they were her favorites when she was a kid. I thanked her for the new stuff to read. I wanted to ask about my family and why they hadn't visited or called. But instead of potentially ruining the moment of kindness with a question that has proven to silence the room, I just thanked her for the books. She gave me a lot of suggestions on which comic books to read first and said that they shouldn't take long because of my "situation". The books seem a lot older than Nurse Mara so I wonder how she found so many. Anyway, they seem fun to read and I think that they'll make being here more bearable. I'm going to get some rest good night.