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Clinton walked briskly to where Clarisse was sitting. She was solely on her own, doing nothing with her hands placed on her lap, watching the doctors and the nurses run up and down as different patients kept trooping in with different issues. The trivial feeling of gratitude settled in her mind as she watched some patients and how they screamed in pain, she prayed and wished them a speedy recovery but soon she was reminded of the night her parents died, before the feelings ...