Chapter 41: Dear Diary

Leo brings me inside the house.

"Umm don't go to that side of the house, it's full of homeless people that I took in. they are not allowed on this side," Leo says to me.

"Why are they not allowed on this side," I say with a confused face.

"Because if one of them tries to rape you, my beautiful little sister. this entire house will be put to flames and blood from my rage," Leo says with a smile. " Anyways get comfy I bring you around to find yourself a room. chose any on this side," He says as he walks around the house showing me all the rooms I can choose from. "Which room do you want," Leo asked me when he finished showing me the rooms.

"Can I have the first room," I say with a grin.

"You bet you can," Leo says as he walks me back to the room. I have chosen and lays me down on the bed.

"I hope you know I have healed your back already," Leo says to me with a smile.

"WHAT!! Is that why I don't feel pain anymore from my back," I say with tears coming out of my eyes in a fast downpour.

"Yup all you need to do is work out your legs and get used to walking again. it will be hard at first but you get back to walking if you don't give up," Leo says to me.

"Ok, I want to walk again so I won't give up," I says to Leo.

"I leave you to it, I will be right back," he says before walking out of the door.

"Ok, bye see you later," I said to him as he walked out of the door.

'What has happened to him he comes back super powerful and now rich. What was he doing for so long,' I thought to myself.

I crawl off my bed. I feel no pain in my back anymore. I use a deck to try and lift my body off the ground. My muscles start to shake and I fall. I keep trying to get up but keep falling. I break down crying and then remember what Leo said. I got up and tried to get up again. I used almost all my strength but I am standing again without feeling the pain I can feel in my legs and feet. I try to take a step forward. I lift my leg and drop it on the ground forward but I fall on my face at this time I am breathing very hard and sweating "look like I forgot how to walk," I say to myself with tears coming out of my eyes. I keep trying to walk until I run out of energy. I found a diary on the desk so I decided to start writing in it.

Dear Diary,

My name is Marcella Reid and today my brother came back to me and relieved me of the torture I was going through in the hospital. First, when I got to the hospital when I was a little child everyone was warm and welcoming to me. They were helping me get through, but after a few years passed everyone saw me as a useless kid and started to insult me. I could not even do anything about it.

It happened so much I wanted to leave this world, but I had someone to help me. It was the person next to me. He was a cancer patient and was going through just as much or even more than me. Sometimes he would come in and start breaking down crying. His parents and siblings don't even visit him anymore, so he was sad most of the time but acted as if he was happy. To help other people feel happy.

three weeks before my brother came to me the boy went into surgery and never came back. I asked what happened to him and the nurse said that the unlucky kid finally died from his cancer. I was about to break down again but the nurse handed me a letter from the boy. It said,

Hey little girl I know how you've been fighting and suffering inside. If you are reading this you know that I have died. I wanted to tell you that you have inspired me during my whole fight against cancer. your whole family died and you are going through people insulting you and making your life bad, but you keep on fighting without giving up. not listening to what they say even though it hurts you inside. Thank you for letting me see you be amazing. It has to help me in this journey through cancer. I hope to keep watching you fighting oppression from up above Good luck.

That is what made me keep going even though it was a tough battle. Then finally my brother came and relieved me from my suffering. Even though he did that I have done nothing for him I will make this up to him one way or the other.

Goodbye my diary until next time

From Marcella Reid

I close the diary and put my head down and go to sleep.

10 hours pass and I wake up to the smell of food. I try to get up and remember that I can't walk yet. I fall down but there is a wheelchair there I crawl into it and roll myself to the dining room. There are two sides to the dining room: the other people's side and our side. There was no difference besides the food. It was all rich food but they could choose what they wanted to eat like a restaurant but Leo cooked my food himself which was better. Leo walks in with a towel wiping the sweat from his head and picks me up to put me in a chair at the table. The other side is loud. They are talking like a family and everyone is getting along. It puts a smile on my face. Leo has done this for people he doesn't even know how happy i feel about it.