[HABIT]

How Could I Be So Wrong?

I thought getting away from them would be good for me, I was wrong.
I thought I would be able to cook and earn my keep that way, I was wrong.
I thought that when I was transferred to another job I could just do simple tasks and get by with that, I was wrong.
I thought I could get him to notice me, care for me, fall in love with me, I was wrong.
Though, in a way I knew my friendship with another nurse was only formed because we were using each other, I had thought he would work with me. Didn't he know that by not threatening her away like the rest would practically push the two of them together? Maybe that was his plan all along, who knows with that nut.
The thought that the doctor could ever love me, I was so wrong about that. Now what hurts more than my life leaving me is there are still people suffering here, and like me, it's because of him!
Well, I'm not going down alone! They're all going down! This place should not exist, and soon it will only be a memory. Just as I will be soon.
With my last thought, I drift into the final dream.

(written by me in Ume's point of view Ume Shaka's character killed off)