Today i woke up with my house phone ringing, and too my surprise it was my mom. Now, my mom only calls me for too reasons, something bad happend, or something bad has happend. So i already knew this call wouldnt be good. What she told me was, yet another relative of mine is in the hospital. This time it is my Uncle Jimmy. He is in the hospital because he has two instances of cancer. One in his lung, and another in his brain. One is the size of a dime and other size of a quarter. Sadly if my uncle jimmy doesnt make it out of the surgery that his in going too undertake to get them removed. Then this will be my twenty-ninth funeral. Why does death seem too follow me so closely?
~Empathic Man~
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