Hi, I guess. My name is Y/n, I hate it. I hate myself. No one loves me, except for my two best friends. They are the only things keeping me alive at the moment. I've been depressed for as long as I can remember. My parents don't give a shit about me. I was diagnosed with cancer two years ago. It was alright until recently. I've gotten really bad migraines and alot of other symptoms. My parents are paying for my hospital bill. As soon as I get out of here I'm going to share a house with Shane and Melanie. Those two have been there for me since kindergarten. I'm 18 by the way, we all are. In school, Shane was popular. He hated being the 'popular hot guy'. Girls would always ask him out. But he decided to stick with us. I don't know why though. Atleast sticking with me, usually friends would leave if they found out that their friend has cancer. Not them. That's why I love them.
Today seemed off. The nurses were acting different when they were giving me my medication. I wanted to ask, but I didn't want to be a bother. They left. Then four guys walked in my room. "Corbyn?" They all said. They realized it was just me, an ugly, useless, girl. "Sorry wrong room" one said that had real pretty eyes. "Nah it's fine, sorry that I let you down." I replied. Then the one with curly hair spoke " No, you didn't let us down." I smiled. " So who's this Corbyn guy I'm hearing of?" I giggled. "Our friend. He is a Cute, blonde, tall, dude" The small brown haired guy said. " Sounds nice. I hope you find him okay." I replied. "Yeah us too! This hospital is huge" The tall one replied. " I know right I've been in here for some time now." "I'm Y/n by the way" " Nice to meet you Y/n, I'm Daniel." "I'm Zach" "I'm Jack" " And I'm Jonah. We should get going but hopefully we'll see you around?" " Yeah, hope you find Corbyn and hopefully he is alright!" I smiled. Right after they left, Someone walked in. It was.....
