bailey roberts
i stared at the ceiling of the white hospital room i had been in for a few months now. i started to count them, they weren't small, but not big either.
"eighteen, nineteen, twe-" i got interrupted by the opening of the door. and in walked my parents with two bags of food.
"hey, baby girl." they put my bag on the table by me. "any news?" i asked quietly, in hopes of being enlightened. "um, not yet sweetie, we haven't seen doctor ally yet," i looked down at my creme colored duvet, "but you are first on the waiting list."
i smiled weekly, bringing the table closer to me. i pulled out the panera soup and sandwich. "have you done your schooling yet?" my dad asked from the couch.
i shook my head no as he grabbed my mac, getting up and putting it on the table for me. i opened it up and logged on.
there was a light knock on the door before it was opened. "hey, bailey," it was my doctor. i smiled at her softly.
"there's good news." my smile grew wider, "you're gonna get a new heart!"
it was a great day as it seemed, but little did i know what i was getting into.
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