At the hospital, I met a sleeping mom. Her right eye- the one with the problem was bound with plasters and one other object I didn't know its name. The kind nurse whose house I had my baths and ate, for the past twenty three days let me in. Her name's Nora.

"Hey Aria" she called as soon as I sat by my mom's bedside.

"Did you run away from school?" She asked holding my hands. She looked really concerned for me.

"I was missing my mom"

"You have to go back honey, your ...