" There you are Jason.", Doctor hill would say as he patches up where he gave me my shot. I would look down at my arm. I hate this, Always getting poked. But My parents think it will make a difference.
It won't. I still only have a year to live.
I would nod and say my goodbyes to all the nurses before I headed to the black SUV outside. From far away I could see my mom smiling, But it wasn't those happy smiles. It was the fake pity ones. I would ignore it and get in the car and put my seatbelt on.
"So what did he say." My mother would say while trying to keep her eyes on the road. "Same old same.", I'd turning my head and looking out the window.
Its funny how things change. How people leave so easily. How people give some much pity.. honestly sad.
We were finally home, my mom would pull into the garage and we'd both get out. I'd enter the house and go up to my room. I plug in my iPod and threw on some music.
Then would sit in my computer share , playing video games.
Knock knock
My mother would come in, "Honey Jordi here" she'd say peeking her head through my door.I would nod, meaning okay let him in.
Jordi has known me since 3rd grade. He knows about my one year. He still wants to be friends with me , I honestly Dont see why. I could hear his voice coming up the stairs."Hey man, how you doing ?" Jordi would say while closing my door behind him and sitting on my bean bag. I would turn my computer chair around. "Great Living my life" I'd say sarcasticly. He would sigh. "Look how about a guys night.. ya know to get your mind off things.?" I would roll my eyes and turn my chair back to my computer.
I could hear him waiting for my answer. Why would I want to go out. Why can't everyone just leave me alone. I just want to be alone.
"Jason come on. You cant keep yourself trapped in here forever. I know your still this cool guy inside. Ever since you found out.. the news.. you've changed, I just want my best friend back." He'd say in a loud tone.
He would get up and leave. He's right.. Not only have I been making myself depressed but everyone..
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One Year Boy
RandomAll my life I have gotten pity from everyone around me. I always thought it was a waste to make friends. To fall Inlove. It doesn't matter because I only have one year to live.