Back to Life

Back to life

Five days later in the city the life was continuing with the same fast pace as every city in the western civilized world.

This morning although an anxious blond haired woman was waiting in her car outside of the Chicago Hospital.

In her slender pale hands she was holding the last blood exams that finally proved her friend clean from every harmful toxins or drugs in her body.

She was Esma her best friend who awaited her to exit the hospital after a last discussion with the doctors who saved her life.

Her almond blue eyes were looking with great anticipation at the exit doors.

She scratched again her small old tattoo in her white shoulder.

Some name was there but now she didn't even wanted to remember it.

For some reason she felt guilty for what happened to her friend.

She bit her lips pensively as her eyes notice the daily newspaper in the seat next to her.

The yesterday news related mainly with crimes or accident's was in the front page, as always.