Who wants to live when you can die?

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Words. They flow through me like water down a Waterfall. I have so much to say, but so little to do. My name is Daniel Brookes. My deformed structure is scary, believe me I know. But please, at least Try, to be friendly?

I was diagnosed with Anorexia and the uncureable Terrets syndrome when I was only a child. I'm 18 now. My only friend is my cat. I know, I'm a loner. But, I still have my moments. I will start my story 8 years ago...

"Daniel stay still!" my mother angrily screeched at me, grasping my arm as I squealed and screamed. I was dreadfully afraid of the doctor. He always stares at me and talks gibberish that I don't understand. The doctor went on, "Ma'am, your son has been diagnosed," he started, "With Anorexia and Terrets syndrome..." I couldn't hear my mother anymore. She had released my arm to cover over her mouth. I could hear her muffled scream, tears dwelling in her deep green eyes. "M-Mommy...?" I muttered out, my skinny arm reaching out to hold her hand. She accepted it. Grasping my hand and hugging me tight. I started to cry too. "M-Mommy I'm scared..." I sniffled. "It's okay to be scared... Never not be scared..." She clutched my scrawny body close to hers. Tears strolling down her sweet cheeks.

                             I realized....

             This, was only the Begining.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 09, 2014 ⏰

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