Emotionless

Condition Worsen

*cough cough cough*

It was almost the end of the first semester. I can barely stand up let alone go to school as often as I once can. I was lucky enough to go to school today. I was in art class drawing a picture it maybe one of my last drawings here on this planets. I was drawing two different types of cats surrounded by different flowers. One cat represented life the other death and they both face at each other as if they were about to fight each other for a greater cause of the world. Lately my drawings have been about life and death given the situation I am. My art teacher thinks I should switch up the concept and I understand completely but for now this has been my inspiration as if now to late.

"Okay everyone start cleaning up!" My art teacher announced. Slowly but steady I put my art supplies away in my pouch. As I went to grab my pencils my chest starts hurting intensely causing me to drop everything to the ground grabbing everyone's attention. I gasp in pain as I clench on to my chest. "Willow? You okay?" One of my classmates asked me. I couldn't respond nor could I choke out a yes or no.

"Everyone stay back." The teacher told everyone and went to my side, "someone get the nurse." The teacher told me to try and take deep breathes but every breathe I take was like acid in my lungs. I'm not ready.....please....let me stay a little longer....up to graduation....I want to be there for my friends.... I told myself.

My field of vision was turning dark and for the first time in my life I was scared of actually dying. Please....don't take me away too soon....I'm not ready to leave just yet....

*Beep Beep Beep Beep*

A familiar monotone beep was heard through the pure darkness I was engulfed in. Soon a beam of light was shone and that beam of light was the ceiling of my hospital room. I looked side to side too see the heart monitor on one side and a IV drip bag on the other. I sat up from the hospital bed and sighed out. "Never thought I'll be back here again...." I muttered to myself, "I wonder what time is it?"

I heard the doorknob rattle followed by the creak of the door. Turning my gaze towards it I was greeted by familiar people and voices. "Willow!" My group of friends ran towards me and hug me being careful in the process to not rip the needle out of my forearm. "Are you okay!?" Harper asked tears slowly start form in her eyes. "You have has worried sick!" Alice joined in. Soon everyone started talking all at once asking me questions or telling me what they would do if I had died unexpectedly for them.

"Guys....guys....GUYS!" I yelled as best as I can over top of them. They all became quiet as I went into a coughing fit. "Guys! *cough* I'm fine! *cough cough* really! *cough*" I spoke in between coughs. Rio grabbed me some water from the pitcher that's on the night stand and handed to him. "Thanks." I said and gulped the whole think down. "Better?" Maxell asked. I nodded with a soft smile on my lips.

"Well at least you live to see another day." Shrimpy commented. "Yea....but for how long?" Nabi asked. Everyone stayed silent. It was the silent that I hated, everyone hated. No one seemed to breathed, blink, or even made a peep. Nabi was right I'll give her that....how long do I have? I'm not like a cat who has nine lives. I'm on a timer if anything.

After I was discharged from the hospital a lot of things have been going through my mind. A lot of things I wanna say to people, people that I am quite close. I went to my desk and pulled out some line paper and a pencil and started writing what's been going through my head.

To whoever reads this....