Chapter 1; Pilot🤠

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i always thought that people took pity of me because of my leukemia. it's happened my whole life. my friends were all just people who felt bad for me, as well as my family members. it's been like that, but that soon changed once i got into a support group at the local hospital. they accepted me as i was, and took no pity.

we had group sessions every day for two hours. we talked about our feelings, hopes, and prayed. it helped so much. i made some pretty great friends that are always there for me. i have karen, another leukemia patient, joey, he's a lung cancer patient, and many others. i met karen once i got here, we were roomies since we had the same illness. joey, on the other hand, he talks rarely but he's very sweet. i think he's just shy or something. i almost forgot, my name's quinn ramirez, and this is my leukemia story.

snapping me out of my thoughts, a knock at the door fills my ears. i jump a bit then put my journal down on the night stand next to me. i get up, slowly, and walk over to the door, opening it with a creak revealing a nurse. she gives a bright, white toothed smile and says, “the group started a few minutes ago if you'd like to join, quinny.” that nickname, i only let my close friends call me that. i smile at her, revealing my dimples, “ill be down in a few, margret.” she smiles then begins walking away, i close my door and read the clock that's above my bed. 5:30.

i make my way down the hallway, and stop at the all-to-familiar room. group sessions. after hesitating, i pull open the door and walk inside, all eyes on me. “hey, erm, sorry i’m late.. i was writing.” they all simply nodded, except for joey who looks like he hadn't slept in days. his usual hazel eyes were dull and gray. the skin under his eyes was dark. he coughed every now and then, but he was quiet as a mouse. the therapist rang her bell, signaling it was time for group discussions. it was going to be a long session.
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hEy guys!! i know this chapter was bad but this was my first! i hope you guys enjoyed. also, if you guys are interested, here are my social media links.
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