I will write every week now. It'll help I think, keep me sane. Tonight I almost lost it, Mandy had a heart attack. She's asleep right now but she's the only one in our wing who is. We all love her, just as much "Bert" I think.
I found out they have kids. 3 of them, 2 boys and a girl. Their daughter, she's on her way, coming all the way from Germany. She lives there with the man she married while studying abroad. She's dropping everything to come for her mom. The scary thing is that Mandy's birthday is in 2 days. She'll be 47. Robert is the oldest victim at 48.
On another note, my parents went home today. Staying up here was just getting too expensive. So they asked the Gibson's to look after me and they agreed. I'll miss them but I understand why they had to go back.
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Short StoryZakery, a teenage boy, writes about his journey through his unnamed and rare heart condition. He understands that there is no known cure, and will most likely die so to cope he writes what he feels and thinks, info, for his doctors, therapists, but...
