Prolog

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Panic

Once i was diagnosed everything changed, the local paper did a story on me making it seem like i was some kind of freak with their inappropriate questions and then published it but i only wanted the word out on this disease. I mean sometimes i see three or two faces on a person because i'm about to have an 'episode' and i can't ever live a normal life, and when everyone learned about my little quib the attitudes changed. I received pity from the teachers and some students some of my friends left me and everyone looked at me constantly wondering if it'll happen an episode probably to put it on YouTube and get a million views because i honestly feel like a monkey on a trapeze. A circus freak and there all watching and waiting for the show.

But the saying be careful what you wish for need not apply here because it happened, an episode of humongous proportions. I fell but into someones arms , he caught me then told me these words "stay with me" so i held onto his voice and he whisked me groom style and from what the doctors told me he put me into his car and called my mom then took me to the hospital. Because of him my episode was stopped before i was completely gone yet again my mom sat beside me in the hospital room just holding my hand i was barely coherent and she kissed me. Her being a single mom and my dad leaving as soon as he found out his kid was nothing more than a human sized cat left an everlasting impression on me and my mom. She always told me that even though dad left that i can still be happy also live a happy life but all this talk of happiness had me thinking if god is cruel.

The boy who saved me was a guy from my music class, his name Sterling Knight, he has baby blue eyes and blond hair and i never saw anyone more beautiful but he barely knew yet he still saved me like a knight in shining armour. I'm just not Cinderella i'm more of the sleeping-never-waking-heartbreaking kinda girl and the very fact that this beautiful boy is still here watching me and he bought me a bear and chocolates.

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