Chapter 2

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After my encounter with the rude guy at the cafeteria, I went to my room, i flipped through the T.V channel in hopes to find a decent channel to watch.

A knock on the door startled me, i turned off the T.V and said "come in" loud enough for the person behind the door to hear.

A tall brown haired figure appeared at the doorstep, i sighed as it was Doctor Peter, it's not like i didn't like him, he was my assigned doctor after all, but he never comes here unless it's something bad, last time i saw him, he said that my cancer was spreading.

"Hello Anastasia, How are you?" he asked with a warm smile.

"I'm fine, Thank you" i answered with an equal smile "Is everything okay?" I asked him worriedly.

"I'd be lying if i said yes" He answered confirming my fears, before continuing "I'm sorry Bella, but you've been here for over a year, and you aren't making any progress, and according to your files, your parents are out of contact, and the number that is registered in your fine is invalid, and your aunt who is you guardian, is in jail, If you aren't healed by 4 months, or didn't get the money to the operation by then, you're gonna have to leave the hospital, a lot of patients need a room and you're using one without any progress" he finished leaving me in shock.

"What? have you tried speaking to them? what am i supposed to do if i didn't get the money by then?, die?” i exclaimed raising my voice a little bit.

"Trust me, i've tried, but they threatened me by my job, and its something i can't lose" He said calmly.

"Okay, thanks Doctor" i sighed, before he exited the room with an apologetic glance, i know he can do nothing about it, and i can't push him to do anything.

i was just left to my thoughts, my dark thoughts, and it hit me hard that unless i get the big amount of money by 4 months, i’ll be left alone to die.

tears brimmed in my eyes, as i wiped them with a tissue, why me, god? why me? i’ve always been a good person, what did i do to deserve this? i need to take my mind off of this or i’ll get pulled into a huge word of depression, some sleeping would help, or at least i hope.

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I woke up by the sun shinning through the window, that was probably just opened by Karen, i merely smiled before remembering what Doctor Peter has said yesterday, making me frown completely.

"Good morning, sunshine" Karen said smiling from her place beside the closet, i loved it when she called me sunshine, she replaced the motherly figure that i had lost about 5 years ago.

"Good morning" I replied, not being able to stop the smile on my face from her kindness.

“I heard what happened yesterday, I'm really sorry" she said sitting on my bed, giving me reassuring smile, placing her hand on my knee in a caring gesture.

"It's okay, it'll only be a hard time, right?" i asked waiting for any sign of reassurance from her face, which i found in her smile, and the nod following behind.

"Well, how about you go to the park?, you sure need to get out of this room" she said standing up.

"Yeah, i’ll go in a bit" she smiled and exited the room, i went to the bathroom and took a shower, wore my clothes, shoes and hat. i wear a hat because i like to cover my scalp, and it's a little bit stylish, or i like to think so.

I took my small purse from the cabinet, and placed my note book that i picked up from my drawer, this notebook is very special to me, i write all of my depressing memories in it, just to let it out of my chest. and what happened yesterday was surely a depressing memory.

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