~TIME SKIP~
10:26 AM.
In the lobby. All alone.

*SELF-PLAYING PIANO IS PLAYING*
I'm gradually, but quickly, losing my hair. Over the sound of the piano, is the deafening sound of the beeps, phone calls, wheel movements. Anything you could hear in a hospital, that you can think of.

The hospital probably placed this piano here, because they didn't want anybody to be depressed from the hospital noises. Although it sounds beautiful, it sounds as if the song was one of those depressing piano songs from sad movies. It's weird how something so happy and beautiful, could turn or to be something so depressing. Sad. The reason for crying.

~TIME SKIP~
10:29 AM.
*ME. WALKING TOWARDS THE CAFETERIA FOR BREAKFAST.*
I feel even more depressed when I walked to the cafeteria. All I see are patients. In worse condition than me or in the same condition as me. Wheel chair riders. Wheelers moving a pole with a tube attached to them. People struggling in a higher stage of cancer. Anybody in worse condition than me or in the same condition as me, that you can think of. The mourning has begun.
I have to go. I have to eat breakfast.. Better than not eating at the orphanage.
-Joy

TO BE CONTINUED...