Alice walked into the tiny office with a look of deepest apprehension. As she walked up to the sad looking reception desk adorned with a cascade of pastel coloured leaflets her eyes flickered to the hallway that branched off of the room, lined with door after door. The receptionist looked up at her with an overly cheery grin and asked her to take a seat, the doctor would be there in a moment. She said all of this in a very slow and careful way, as though she was speaking to a small child. Alice responded with the most cheery thank you she could muster and applied the practised smile that assured adults that everything was fine. She sat in one of the two plastic chairs in the corner wondering why she was here, her parents had said nothing to her except that she needed to come here for an appointment. At the time she had assumed that it was that they had finally payed notice to her constant stomach pains and that she was being sent to a specialist.

After about a half hour a man in a starched lab coat opened the one of the doors and stepped out with an air of calm purpose. As he walked down the hall, his rhythmic steps were muffled by the gray blue carpet. Upon reaching the pathetic excuse for a reception room, his head jerked up as if he had just entered a room that he’d thought empty until finding Alice sitting there, rigidly in her chair.

"Alice!" he said in a cheerful manner that didn’t come as a surprise to her. His glasses were perched high on the bridge of his straight nose and behind them two muddy brown eyes peered back at her, thin pale lips curved into a smile. He looked to be in his late thirties but he spoke to her in a manner that a much older man would have. Alice looked back at him unblinking as he told her that his name was Doctor Crow and that he was one of the many caring staff at the place he called the clinic. Drifting in and out of his long and dreary retelling of her medical history, it started to strike her as odd that he was sharing this in a reception room with a secretary very much in earshot. She was brought sharply out of this stupor by a comment that had angered her since childhood.

"We both know that you’re a little bit of an oddity" he said to her in a very matter of fact tone. Alice knew this of course, but still her eyes glowed a little at the doctors statement. She shut them quickly as she felt this happen, because this was the very thing that made Alice odd. Soon she would discover that this was only a drop of water in the ocean of her problems.

The End

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