It had been a week since he last saw his mom. When he woke up in the morning he didnt feel too well. But to get away from his dad he went to school. Today he was moving into the dorms so he took his belongings, which was already packed, and headed to school.
When he got there he had ran into george. He had stuff in a bag so he figured he was moving to a dorm.
“Hey dream, what is your dorm number?” George asked
“5018 quarter B.” dream replied.
“Wow this has to be a big coincidence that i have the same dorm.” George replied
‘How- what- why’ dream thought.
“Should we start going.” George asked
“Yeah we should.” dream replied
They had gone to their dorms and only dreams key worked on the door for some strange reason.
When they got in dream sat his stuff on the couch and went to a random bed that was there and layed on it.
“I'm guessing you want to skip today.” dream said giggling
“Yeah, i didnt feel good this morning but i just wanted to get out of my house.” dream said
“Ok i'll tell the teachers that you didnt feel good.” George replied and left.
While dream was laying there he felt like vomiting so he ran to the bathroom and started coughing up blood so he called George since it was his break time during classes and told him that he needed to go to the hospital instantly.
George came running through the door and went to look for dream and found him in the bathroom. In a puddle of blood coughing.
“DREAM!” George yelled and got him up and was able to get him to his car and dashed to the hospital. But little did he know dreams mom works there.
When he got into the hospital george had yelled for help and they instantly came and took dream. Back to the medical rooms. George wasnt aloud in the room.
A couple of hours later a lady came out with white fluffy hair and blue eyes.
“Thank you for bringing my son here. George.” she said
“Wait, you're his mom.” George asked shocked
“Yes, you can call me Mrs.Puffy” she said
“Ok, will dream be ok.” George asked
“We dont know yet. I hope it aint the thing he was diagnosed with when he was very little.” she said
“What was he diagnosed with?” he asked
“Cancer.” she said trying not to cry
George couldnt believe it. Drean had cancer.
“Well I need to get back to him so we can see what's wrong.” Mrs.puffy said
George had stayed at the hospital the whole time and was not going back to school.
It had turned 12:00 pm and he was still there. He was getting tired and almost went to sleep when the door burst open and Mrs.puffy looked like she wanted to cry.
“So how is he?” George had asked
“Im sorry, but the cancer has come back but it might not be beatable.” she had replied bursting to tears. George had comforted her trying not to cry but failed.
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willow tree
Fanfictionwhen george accounted a little boy at a willow tree on his walk home from school, it had created a bond even if they never seen each other again.
