Talk to me

Doctor

When I got back to the orphanage a doctor was waiting there for me. He said he needed to check to see if the diagnosed me with the right disease, but this time he said it directly to me as if he knew I could understand him. Inside I was so happy because maybe he could cure me.

He scanned me through this machine I had no idea what it was. When I was done he told me he needed to draw a blood sample from me. I grunted in agreement. I was used to shots like this I got one once a month.

When the doctor finished he said he needed to take these back to the lab to analyze them, but when he was finished he would try to let me know as soon as possible what my results where.

After he left Mrs. Mary brought me to the dinner table where I sat alone with a bib on me. She went to get me my mashed up food and then she came back. Today was mashed potato day. She fed it to me and this time she talked to me like as a real conversation. She said " The doctor told me you might have a disease where your body doesn't work properly but you can understand us. He said if that is true that you might have that disease then they could possibly cure you to an extent where you can talk and move your hands but not walk." 

Then she cried and said " I hope so badly that you can get cured. You don't deserve to go through this and being an orphan."

I was hopping she would tell me why my parents left me but she never did. When I finished eating Mrs. Mary brought me to my room to go to bed.