17/04/2016
Dear Diary,
I went for treatment today. Mum's friend recommended us to go to a doctor called Dr. Sorsbie; we decided it was a good starting place.
I was shaking in terror that the doctor would give me heartbreaking news but something peculiar happened. Rachel held my hand and comfortated me either I am already died or Rachel was being nice. Right, I have already died.
Dr Sorsbie, who was a very plump, older looking lady, examined me. She was quite positive which gave me the hope to go on. She referred me to a hospital and did all the dumb technical stuff, boring.
Guess what! I missed school today. I was at the doctors and I was thinking shame, Megan and Hannah are in maths. I have to say there are positives in being ill but I am not going to die. I'll fight it like an army guard.
Bye,
Hayley
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