Its Thursday and everyday since I've been sick, I've had to stay in my blue room with only my grand mother to help me.
I don't even remember what IM sick with. i wonder is this a room where people come to die. i think i may die, the pain is unbearable. why won't god take me way away from this world, from life, from this blue room. these walls are starting to make me forget who i am, who everyone is.
i remember a boy, he comes in every day. is he my doctor? no, he cant be, he's too young. i don't remember him, that's strange!
everyday i ask him what is life like I've forgotten? he gives me a worried glance and says something to change the subject.
oh well he seems like a nice guy. he always leaves in such a hurry. he says, he works at.., well i don't remember. oh! well, every things becoming so peaceful.
oh there the boy is again. i ignore him. IM too tired. i must sleep but he refuse's to let me saying stay with me, heather. oh is heather my name. what a pretty name, very pretty very lovely.
my eyes shut and im in darkness for a while. there's a light, hey i remember that boy. i remember me and the world. am i dying, wow! its a pretty light but i don't want to die. i want to live. i want to go back.
i come back with a shuddering breath. he's still by my side. i tell him 'David i love you'. he starts to cry, he's happy i remember, me too.