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I know I'm dying.

It all started when I was 18.

When I lost my sense of smell.

Half a year later, I lost my sense of touch.

A year later, I lost all my senses.

Except for my eyesight.

I have been in bed for years now.

I'm turning 23 now.

Happy birthday to me.

Doctors and nurses running to me and them getting my parents out of my room. I saw my mom crying, and the same goes for my dad.

At least they care about me.

"I-I love you, mom and dad."

Hanagaki HanabiWhere stories live. Discover now