*Sighs*

“Another day in the hospital”. I've been staying in this hospital for how long I can remember now. Suddenly, on a family trip, I lost consciousness and woke up here. Apparently, I'm suffering from multiple heart conditions, combine this with my weaker constitution, and you have a bedridden hospital patient.

In the beginning, my family used to visit me daily. However, now their visits are less frequent. It's not like I don't understand it, but it still feels terrible. Thanks to social media, I can watch how my friends grow up and enjoy life while I'm here… always. It's weirdly bitter watching a family be happy outside and knowing that I had that once upon a time: Me, my elder brother, my younger sister, my father, and my mother.

I still remember going to the park with my parents the first time. It felt like I was flying when I was on the swing. This will be my sixth year in this hospital. I got brought in when I was 12 and my 18th birthday passed not long ago. My brother who's 4 years older than me got married to his girlfriend recently. At least I got to congratulate him via video chat.

“It's 11 PM, guess I should try falling asleep if I want to be up early for breakfast”.

Not suspecting that this would be my last night in this life. I closed my eyes and fell into my deep, eternal slumber.