Chapter 3

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The Bucket List Chapter 3: After the doctors got there results, I was exhausted. I pressed the button next to my bed, in case I need something. Char came in. “Hey Media. What do you need?” “You think you can move my bed next to that window.” I pointed to the large window on the other side of the room. “I never get out of bed so I never seen anything besides that building. Please?” “Let me ask the doctor.” She left and came back with some male nurses. They moved the bed next to the window so I can see everything. My home place that I haven’t seen in forever. London. The eye, the small boutiques, the corner cafes. I miss it. I see couples kissing, walking, and laughing. I see kids playing around. I see cars driving. Everything is in motion. While I am just sitting here on a bed, wasting my life. Oh how I want to do that. I want to do everything. But that will never happen. I am different I am sick. I looked up to see a full moon and billions of stars. I was mesmerized. It was beautiful, everything outside was. I reached for the journal my mom bought for me for Christmas. I opened it to the first page, clean, and crisp. I got a pen and began to write.

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