The sound of something beeping in a rhythmic steady beat. I was awake staring aimlessly at the white tiled ceiling. I sat up a bit I had an oxygen mask over my face. I don't remember what had happened but memories from yesterday started to resurface. I looked around and found myself in a hospital room. Nothing ran through my mind. This is all reality.....this actually happened. From the looks of it the heart monitor seemed to tell me my heart was given another day of living.....or so I thought. The door opened and in came a male doctor who had black hair and brown eyes. He went up to me and smiled "Good morning Ms.Evergreen! How you feeling?" He asked. "A bit sore and out of dazed." I told him. "Don't worry that's the side effects of the medication we gave you." He said. "Oh....thanks..." I told him. "Let do some check ups." He told me. He grabbed a flashlight out of his coat pocket and went up to me and shined the light in my eyes. "Looks good." He said. He put the flashlight away and grabbed the stethoscope and placed it over my chest. I hate this part especially when it's cold. "Your heart sounds like it's back to normal." He said. He was jotting down notes on his clipboard. "Do you know when I'll be out?" I asked him.
"It may take you a week or two especially with plenty of rest on which I recommended for you to do." He said. "Why? Was it that bad?" I asked him.
He paused for a moment before he set his clipboard down and pen he turned to me and his smile faded into a serious expression. "Ms.Evergreen for what I'm about to say may shock you." He stated. All I did was nod, scared of what he might tell me. "We have ran some tests and everything......all though it appears some bad news had came up." He said, "Due to your heart condition you really don't have that much time to live....if anything you have 6 years to live." I was shocked and dumbfounded. "You meaning.....I won't live to see my 19th birthday?" I asked him. All he did was nod. "Unfortunately yes.....we can do a heart transplant but who knows how long that might take." He said, "especially when people who come and go and our economy nowadays." He added. "I see.....I need time to process all of this." He nodded and grabbed his stuff and headed out of my room. 6 years......I have 6 years to live. It sounds so far but it feels so close. So this was the punishment I must pay for living. To feel my death come year by year. I have nothing to lose anyways......I have no family......no friends.....and no place to call my home. I'm a broken girl who was unwanted by the world. A doll who will never be picked by any little girl. I'm too broken that there's no hope for me to be fixed. Can anyone love a girl who is this broken?......love a girl who can not feel love but pain? Love a girl who has a damaged heart that a man didn't get a chance to touch it. The answer is.....
No....you can't.
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Emotionless
Teen FictionA girl with a severe heart condition must be careful of what she does and feels making her emotionless. As years go by it gets worse and worse that she might not make it past her 19th birthday. She knows she doesn't have much time so she tries to ma...
