Kelly Wueston, please come in

"The door opened with a creak, and a woman in dull brown high-heel boots on stepped out onto the frayed carpet.  She smoothed down the front of her pristine white uniform, and shifted a few stray sheets of office paper on her folder. Clearing her voice with a tiny little cough, she called out in a suprisingly deep voice, "Kelly Wueston, please come in."

Kelly jumped up with the enthusiasm of a puppy, and her parents followed with a groan. They had been waiting for a full half hour now, and were not enjoying the woman's magazines on offer. Kelly followed the nurse into a room with a bed, a chair, and a desk with a computer on it.

 

"Welcome to  my office sweety." The nurse mumbled. "And what can i do for you today?"

She sounded about as interested as a T-rex in Vegetarianism.

"Well our daughter has had some trouble sleeping." Kelly's Dad said.

"Is she feeling stressed, or depressed? It could be emotionally caused."

"Actually, She hasn't slept since she was seven..."

 

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Author's Note

to be continued...