Remembrance

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I remember this place.

I thought to myself, as i walked in the two heavy doors, caging in the incapable. Wondering why my mom brought me here, i looked around, at all the sad slow people, moping around. I remember this place being happy, but as I took a second look years later, I realized I was the only one that was relatively happy. We reached the lobby, I sloped down in the plastic chair, as my mom talked to a lady behind the desk.

I noticed a boy sitting on the other side of the small room. He looked so sad, and had all sorts of tubes and things hooked up to him. He was about my height, maybe a bit taller from what I could tell, and seemed my age. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but then I realized where I was exactly.

It all started when I was 6, the horror didn't seem clear to me, I always looked on the bright side. But now I could tell that there wasn't one at all. After a while of testing and sampling, the doctors found a growth in my brain. Years went by, as the growth, called cancer, grew larger. Then one day, it was smaller, and the medicine was working right. Then a few months later I led my new cancer free life, as a normal teenager.

my mom sat next to me.

"why are we here?" I asked her, as if it was illegal.

"a checkup" she said not looking at me.

"but I haven't had a checkup here for years" I said.

"the doctor said to come see him this time instead of your normal doctor" she said looking down.

"why?" I asked.

"I don't know sweetie" she said.

"Samantha Bullard" the lady behind the desk said. Me and my mom got up and followed her down the long hallway to the doctor in supposed to see. While walking slowly, I peered into a room where the boy I saw in the lobby sat. He was so gloomy, I wonder why? Is he sick? Depressed? Both? I don't know, but I just kept walking with my head down. Finally, the lady crept into a room almost silently so no one would hear. I followed her after my mom, the room was big, and was filled with machines, tubes, and other doctor stuff I didn't know. I still wasn't sure why we are here, and why I had to see this doctor instead of my old one.

"please take a seat, the doctor will be with you shortly" the lady said, then left the room as fast a she could. I looked at my mom, and she still seemed Lost, and scared, I did not have a good feeling about this. We sat there in silence, listening to the clock tick away. Then I heard the door open behind us, I turned to see who it was, and in walked a tall tough looking guy. Is he the doctor? Really? Him? Out of everyone it had to be the most intimidating guy in the world?

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