In and out. In and out, new nurse each day. Sometimes I saw one more than once but that was quite rare. Three years I have been here, three years in the same bed, not being able to move a lot. It sucks really, heart disease really sucks. I have three months left, that is unless I get a heart donation in the next three months. Knowing my end was near, no one would donate there life for one of a teenage boy, I decided to waste that time. I can't do anything anyways.
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I have two months and three days, but today something strange happened. One day a boy moved into my shared room, the previous person just moved to Hospice so I was left alone. This boy seemed perfectly Healthy though. He could walk around, breathe, and didnt take any medications. Very peculiar indeed. I guess he caught me staring sometimes, when I would look over he would tense. He seemed... Mature.
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Day two of the mystery boy being in my room: He is always laughing at his phone, eating, sleeping, or typing something on twitter, I think it is twitter- from here I couldn't see well. He is very cute to say the least. My phone had pinged and I figured I had a notification may that be text or some social media app I picked it up anyways.
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I smiled thoughtfully. Maybe he was some type of angel sent here to welcome me to heaven, I mean, at least ill be there soon.
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Day three: I think I might ask him what he is here for today.
yeah
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"Hey.." I said talking to the guy across the room who is stealing my heart piece by piece. He instantly jumped up, "Hi..." he said smiling. Wow, that voice, am I hallucinating? "Well- I'm Luhan," I smiled sitting up a bit, "Why are you in the intense care unit? I haven't seen you take any medication at all." I asked curiously about the pretty boy just a few feet away. "Well- its terminal, I guess I'm gonna die, but I can handle myself fine so I'm not in hospice. Thankfully." he smiled biting his lower lip. "I'm Sehun by the way." he said. A smile was all I could give him, he is rather cute.
