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The rain splattered against my car windshield as I grumpily drove to work. I hated my job, working as a nurse’s aide in a New York hospital. I worked in the children’s section of the hospital. Every day more kids arrived, which meant I had to change more ho ....

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.... I asked. "As a matter of fact, there are two new kids. They’ll be moving into Room 209." she replied. "You’d better change their bed sheets quickly." I hurried up to Room 209. Every new patient required fresh bed sheets and a clean room. It was my job to make sure they had them. I came in contact with patients quite often because I was always cleaning their rooms. However, I knew it was not a good idea to become attached to any of the kids. Co-workers had informed me that they had become fond of a child, only to have their hearts broken when the child didn’t survive. I had been careful not to make the same mistake. I did my job an ....