He looked at his surroundings and realized that he was still in the hospital
But he was in the same bed as his father which scared him. 'I must've sleepwalked to his bed' he noted to himself. After getting out the bed and using the bathroom he ordered breakfast.

By the time he finished that he felt dizzy so he decided to sit down. When he sat down the room started flickering to a different image. One of him in a hospital bed sleeping. The same as his fathers. It was like they switched places. 'It's not real' he thought. He snapped out of it.

Then he rushed to the sink to wash his face. But when he looked in the mirror he saw his father not himself. He jumped back and he heard a faint sound of a heart monitor going wild.

The nightmares were catching up to him from the night before and the night before that. He decided to just lay down and try to relax but he kept seeing strange images. The faint heart monitor sound that was going wild stopped and beeped at a normal pace.

When he thought it was over someone opened the door. A man in a black suit with a big needle besides him. The man rushed over to the little boy and injected him in the neck. The little boy screamed.

"Here's your food..." the nurse said as she entered the door.

"Get away!" The little boy screamed thinking that she was the man in the black suit. He slapped the food out of her hand.

"We need a doctor." The nurse shouted.
They tried to help the boy but he kept on screaming and thrashing. Then he soon he saw black.

He woke up 6 hours later, around 4 in the evening. He overheard a conversation.

"I assure you doctor he was just suffering from a traumatic experience." A therapist said.

"Ok. Thanks for telling us." The doctor said.

"His nightmares are from not accepting the fact that...." the therapist said but he couldn't hear anymore. He was starting to hear static. Just how it started it quickly stopped.

He went over to his dads bed and pulled a chair over. He started to speak.

"I think your a hero to everyone but me. You used shout at me, beat me, and starve me before I went to live with mom." He said as he got pulled into a memory.

                          /Flashback\

"Vieni qui. Sei una brutta scusa di un figlio!" The father said and he grabbed the kid and threw him against the wall.

"...Uccidi tutti intorno a te.." The son could only hear those fragments of the sentence that the father continued on about. The father tossed the kid away like he was nothing. The mom came home and saw the scene.

"lui sta andando con me. ADDIO!" The wife said and packed all their bags and swiftly left that man forever. That is the last time he saw and remembered his father ever again.

                        /Flashback Ends/

That is all he said before he choked on his own words. It was 8:00 pm when he was still sitting their just staring and reminiscing.....