I'm Kimbery Ann Justin, Kims my nick name I work as a nurse for a small local hospital. I love what I do but...... I dont know how to feel certin feelings like *love*. I dont know why it's so hard I guess I don't now what it feels like . Is it like a shot? Or something else. Some people say I'm no good at my job because they say I dont look very emotional when I say a childs gone, or if the patient has cancer or some sort of desise I guess thats why I only work in the ER. I guess thats why I'm still here where I am. I've ben in this hospital for almost 2 years. My dream (or at least I think) is to work with small children in a hospital setting because their already having such a hard time so I want to make it better, sounds basic but its what I want to do with all my heart. With that being said i'm stuck here, in triage the same people come in and same people come out, we have the people who OD \over dose\ then, kids with broken bones and then we get a bunch of other random people who come in with random things in places that are not supposed to be there.

During the work hour I mostly ponder if what I'm doing is actually what I want to do. Some people say I should be a badass warden because I won't feel sorry for the inmates or just plain old me working as a barista in some coffiee shop saying ''hi what can I get for ya'' to snobby rich *** people. I say to hell with them and those good for nothing F heads cuse I just think it was plain old bull. An not really me 'cause when I'm not being a nurse I work at a bar at in a hotel, fun right? I do a bit of both but I'm known mostly in the bar section bit outta character when im at work but my true personality comes out in this side job helps me pay off some debt that I owe my old man. A shitty bastard but he kept me alive for 21 years the only reason he kept me for is to pay his shit (like when the local gang in our neghborhood comes he takes my money or to feed his gamling addiction) but other than that he's ok (I guess). The place I work at is called Vamped hotel. Crappy name I know, but it pays well and keeps me on my feet. Normaly the costumers we get are pretty snoby like the creepy old rich dude or the sexy guy who uses his looks for sex because hes lonely. An on top of that the uniforms we wear are CRAZY!!!!! But once again I'm doing this because its the only job that has flxilble hours. However tonights different because there became a custmer that only sits at one table and just stares at people but I thought that it was just me but it wasnt.

When I clean the tables I feel someone staring at me not the malicious evil stare more like the intrigued look. However when i look in that direction that someones gone. i think to myself ''who''. But i only get called by another costumer. Damn who is he I feel it again until my shift is over until i realize its time to go to the hospital with just enough time to shower and change. Once as i walk through the ER entrance I get called to help in an emergency that the patent got hurt due to a car accident however in my mind it didn't look like a a car accident.  My crew and i worked on him for a while and then he was sent to room 8. I was assigned his nurse, once as he got all cleaned up I realized, he was beautiful he had hazelnut hair and albino like skin. Right as I was doing his medical history a man came in and seemed surprised to see me. I as me in my nurse character like personality ignored it and moved on and walked out. Things went by faster then normal but felt slower when i was with the ''car accident'' patient once as my 12 hour shift was over i was happy to go home. I never liked the word 'home' but it keeps me from getting wet and all the other crappy things that mother earth does. I thought when i got home i could sleep and start my new day but a bastard was sitting at my door like a beggar who's a fraud. **** my life I thought.

       I let the bastard in and he said ''my sweet daughter HELP I need some money.'' I know where this is going so my first initial thought is to turn him away but he beat me to it saying ''if you turn me away they'll kill me and take you to pay it off.'' of course my response is ''SHIT DAD WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!! YOU DAMN OLD MAN!'' I got beat for that after i said it however i don't regret it one bit. after he beat the living shit outta me he realized what he did and tried to ask him to forgive me, funny right?  Then i finally spoke an said ''if you need money i don't  have it and you only call me your daughter in situations like this I've cut all ties from you, so....please leave.''