It's been ten days since I woke up from my coma. Seven months and ten days, that's how long I've been in the hospital. Waking up today, I had a feeling my life would only get worse from here. I was so right...

"Ms. Crom, I am afraid after running further tests..."Dr. Richard pauses, trying to stay professional, but I can tell this isn't news he'd want to give me. Clearing his throat, he continues.

"Upon further examination, we have found tumor cells forming in your brain. This is called Meningioma. It's a tumor that grows from the membranes that surround your brain and spinal cord." Dr. Richard says heavily.

I stare at him in disbelief. I shake my head, pressure behind my eyes makes them burn. My fists clench together, my knuckles going a shade of white. Before he can say anything else...

"Get out!" I scream, tears finally flooding my face.

He gives me a nod of understanding and leaves the room. My head spins, my stomach is in knots, and I feel like I'll be sick. I rush to the bathroom, remnants of last night's dinner now floating in the toilet bowl. I flush the toilet and turn to the mirror.

Looking at my reflection, I can tell something isn't right. I have dark circles under my eyes, my cheeks are a bit sunken in, and my skin is pale. I wipe away the tears trickling down my cheeks and into the sink. Placing my hand on the mirror, I close my eyes.

"If there really is a God, or spiritual entity out there, please hear me. The world has not been fair to me... for once, I wish to have a normal life. Please give me that. If I am to die, give me someone to love for the rest of my days before I go..." I stop and look up. My body is going cold as I see eyes staring back at me, yet they're not mine....

Chapter Five: Tish

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