Fourteen days left.
Two weeks.
Everything is hectic.
The nurses and doctors are constantly taking blood away.
And I feel just terrible.
Some days are worse than others.
But I have the pictures on the wall.
And Hope.
So it's okay.
It's okay.
Okay.
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"Hey there Kim Mina!"
A new volunteer came today.
"I hope you feel better soon! How about we sing a song to help you get better?"
Their smile is fake.
Do they even care?
And a song won't cure me.
"Thank You."
"Have a bright day!"
"You too."
I thought I even saw their eyes roll around before they left.
Why even come if you don't know how to help?
Is it because you feel bad?
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Butterfly
Fanfiction"Okay Hobi, take me to see the butterflies. I'll get better so we can go. I promise." A teenage hospital patient and a lonely high school volunteer. With Butterflies and Hope, they find their way through the dark. Together. Started: 10/29/18 First P...
