Day 5.

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They think I have some type of cancer.

I told them I most likely don't, how could I? No one in my family was diagnosed with it and I couldn't have gotten a disease like cancer.

I know I couldn't have.

Anyway today was the same as yesterday. Except my appetite started shrinking.

It's been a little over a week and the affects of what ever this mystery diagnoses is, started really quick.

Every day my mom tries to call but she can't. They won't let her talk to me.

What shitty people.

But something good I guess happened today.

I saw someone pass by my door. The doctors forgot to close it when they left.

It was a boy who had blonde hair and he was a patient here too.

He walked with IV connected to his arm and pulled it around on a pole with wheels.

He stopped once he saw me and we held this kind of staring contest with each other for a few seconds.

He looked away and back at the ground and left and I saw the tiniest smile on his face.

He looked nice.

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