When we go to school, we get stares. Everybody looks at us like we're sick puppies. "How about you lose the pity and mind your own business!" I scream as I start crying into Toby's shirt. Everyone looks away, but their stares still burn. My stomached begins to burn. I yelp. It keeps getting worse until I can't take it. I look at Toby and whimper to him "Toby?..... Make it stop." I say before blacking out in his arms.
When I wake, I'm in a hospital, and Tobias is crying. He NEVER cries. "Toby, what's wrong?" I ask. As if on cue, a doctor walks in. "Ms. Prior, the hospitality you were held in was full of disease. The radiation and substances have resulted in lung cancer. You have..." He gulps, " a 15% chance of survival. That means you have 6 months to live. Also, we had to amputate your left arm. The disease was spreading through your veins. I'm so sorry. We're trying everything we can. Goodbye." He says before leaving. I get up and run outside. I can hear Tobias' footsteps, but I don't wait. I run to my special place under the chasm. "WHY ME GOD? WHY! CAN I PLEASE JUST LIVE LIKE ANY NORMAL PERSON WITHOUT ALL THIS CRAP HAPPENING, Why..." My screaming slowly goes into a whimper as I sob. Then it hits me. It'll all be over soon. I can't WAIT for it to end.
