I wake up on the couch with a blanket and a pillow. I look at the coffee table and see a note. I take it and read it:

Dear Tyler,

I went to work and your father went out fishing. Ryan will be home at 5:00 cause of a drama club meeting. Hopefully you feel better when you wake up!
Love, mom.

I look at the time, it was 12:35 I sigh. My legs felt stiff and I stretch. Circus jumps on my lap and I pet her. I walk up to my room and get my phone.

I read a book on it and finished it. I go to my desk and draw. I have been drawing for the past 9 years. I have to say I'm good at it. After two hours of drawing I go out side and play basket ball.

The snow crunches beneath my feet. I take a walk and see some foxes and even some wolves. Bear follows me and so does Leo.

I come back into the house and take a shower. I think of when it's over, my life... Any second now.

Death? Are you near? Hopefully not... If my brother finds me dead in the shower or on my bed, that's would be sad. Jeez, I need to stop thinking about this. I wish I had a normal life I love Bear and Leo but.... I wish I could not be sick, stop being picked on, stop thinking about death....

I lean on the wall. I look at the water, I put my hand in it, the water slaps on my hand and bounces off in different ways, like decisions in life.

I step into the water and put myself in the water I close my eyes and think for awhile. My feet start to fall asleep. I clog the shower and sit down, I rest my back on my the wall and think about the water in my hand. I drift off and fall asleep, I felt relaxed for some reason.