Dear Diary,

It's been four days since I got stuck inside the plain walls of this hospital. I'm bored.

I have no one to talk to, other than the nurses who come every now and then to check on my vitals and draw some blood on my body. I'm an only child, so I don't have any siblings who could visit me.

I only have my mother.

She visits two times a day— in the morning before she goes to her work, and at night, after she's finished with her job. She's very busy, and I could see how she's trying her best to smile despite the problems.

I want to help my mom. I need to get out of this hospital as soon as possible.

By the way, the doctor said I have melanoma. He explained it to me yesterday, but my brain was fogging so much that I couldn't understand him.

He talked about skin cancer, and tumors... He said that the tumors are spreading inside my body, and it needs to be stopped before it's too late.

I don't know anymore.

I'm scared.

I want to go home.

I'm not going to die, right?

I don't want to die.

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