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Lynette
Sept 22, 2006 4:33:02 GMT 1
Post by lynette on Sept 22, 2006 4:33:02 GMT 1
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Lynette
Sept 22, 2006 5:17:32 GMT 1
Post by Gabrielle de Lioncourt on Sept 22, 2006 5:17:32 GMT 1
I opened the hospital doors and walked out feeling the fresh air on my skin. It was already dark outside and the sky was clear with beautiful specks of stars and the enchanting moon. It seemed like an eternity that I was in that hospital. I have to go there every week for hours on end to get medicine, treatments, or check ups. I wish I could be normal for once. I wish I could live the life of any other 23 year old. I wish I could look normal, I want to have my long locks of wavy brunette hair back, I want to look healthy and not pale and sickly. I wish I could have a boyfriend or a husband and maybe someday children of my own, but I can’t, I won’t live long enough for any of that to happen. A couple of years ago, I dreamed of going to school and becoming a doctor and work in a hospital like the one I had just come from, but now I dread even the sight of a hospital. I was diagnosed with brain cancer at the age of 20. I am an unlucky cancer patient, my cancer isn’t at a place that it could be removed and I could survive. I got the death sentence with this cancer. I know I won’t live much longer, the doctors are surprised I have already lived this long, I could die any month now, even any day, I could die right now. So for now, I just continue seeing the doctors, getting chemotherapy and taking medicines just so I may get a chance to live a little longer even if it’s for a few more weeks. I make my way across the street from the hospital to the park just to take a walk to clear my mind before I make my way home. The park is dark and only lit up by the moon and a few lamp posts along the walk way. It’s so quiet and peaceful; all I hear is the insects chirping and the click of my heals on the pavement. As I am walking I look up at the full moon, amazed by its beauty. No matter how many days go by it always looks the same and always beautiful. Its so promising, it’s like a friend to me. I have noticed ever since I found out about my illness is that people, especially healthy ones, take so many things for granted. I don’t take things for granted; I always savor the moment because it could be my last. All of a sudden I feel light headed and like I am going to faint. Quickly I look around for a place to rest. Through the spots in my eyes I see a lake with the moon shining on it and a bench with someone sitting on it. I don’t care that I don’t know this man, I need somewhere to sit now or I could fall and hit my head. I’ll take the chances and sit down next to him. I stumble up to the bench and faintly, say to him “Excuse me, I need to sit down, I’m not feeling well” and I sit down and lean down putting my palms on my forehead. After a few minutes pass by, the dizziness goes away and I am thinking clearly now. Embarrassed I look up to the person that I had rudely interrupted his privacy. This man was different, but in a mysterious and beautiful way. I can’t explain this feeling, I was almost speechless but then I blurted out “I am so sorry for bothering you like that, I wasn’t feeling well.” I hold out my hand to shake his. “My name is Lynette, thank you for being so kind and letting me sit down.” This is a great first post Lynette! You really got into your char's feelings!
Great 1st post !
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