This journal came with the flowers. The flowers that show up every day while I'm sleeping, almost like magic. Of ccourse, I know it's not. Someone has to bring them here. They're really pretty though. And they make this boring hospital room a little more pleasant to stay in. There was a note written on the inside cover, and though it weirds me out a bit, it's kind of nice. "Happy Birthday, Key. Love you always, J." That's it. J. I wonder who he is.

Of course, there's always the possibility that J is that guy who came by my hospital room once. He looked at me like he was expecting something from me. I didn't like it. Bad enough that the stupid nurses here don't get my name right. My name isn't Kibum. I don't know who that is. I'm Key! I may not remember a whole lot, but I know what my name is. I'm not an idiot.

I'm not supposed to leave my room. The doctors say that because of my memory loss, I could accidentally find myself in a situation I don't know how to deal with. I know that, but really, I'm in a hospital. What kind of "situation" could I possibly get into? So I don't always follow the rule. It's not like I'm in intensive care. I'm in a totally separate part of the hospital, the psychiatric ward. Well, it's more of an entire building, away from the main hospital. There are some real nutcases in here; people who claim they have demons talking to them ans stuff like that. So I guess it makes sense to have us in a separate building. It makes us easier to round up if we somehow manage to slip out of our rooms and wander around.

For the most part, I'm content to stay in here. One of the nurses is really sweet, and she's brought me a lot of books, since I'm not allowed to watch the television. Apparently I was watching a program one day and got really upset and almost broke the thing. So because I don't have anything else to do, I spend a lot of time reading now. Sometimes I can watch movies, but they're always ones that have been out for a few years at the least, never anything new.Honestly, I'm glad for the familiarity of the movies. They help keep me sane.

Key