It all started on January 1, 2016. I went to the doctor and found out I may have pneumonia. I was sent home with a cup to put the flim in. They sent me to the emergency room to have a blood count and a xray of my lungs done. The results came back and I found out that I had pneumonia on my left lung, they gave me a shot and told me to go he and rest. I had been out of school for 3 weeks now and everyone doesn't seem to notice. I hadn't gotten a call or a text or even a simple note asking if I was ok. I found out who my friends really are. My younger sister, jewels, Got my homework every day and brought it home so I wouldn't get behind. Me and Jewels didn't get along very well but when I fell I'll she was right by my side, maybe she does care after all. I have had enough sleep in the last 3 weeks that I could go months without sleep. My mom and I are both scared this could be the end of me, and my worst fear is death. It won't be peaceful but I hope everyone I love will be there by my side and not leave me by myself, alone, in this dark cloud with no way out.
