"oh doctor please save me...it can't be..no this can't be. how can I have just six months.no it's a lie ..it can't be". i came out of the hospital and found one strange eye looking down at me "you can stare at me all you want I'm gonna die anyway" i thought inside me...then i unconsciously hit one guy and the things he was carrying all went flying into the air and his coffee on my clothes..." oh gosh..why do I have this bad luck".. i looked up to see a man, he looked somehow strange then i remembered i am a celebrity and it might be some of those paparazzi who come to take a picture of me in the hospital..but i am wearing a mask how can he recognize me....lol that was just me dreaming..so i bent down to help him pick his book but before i looked up he had disappeared and the book wasn't on the ground again..."what the hell" is he a goust...."what the fuck." i looked around and asked people if they saw the man just now but they all replied no......................

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oh my demon.....