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The hall seemed to go on forever, the floresent lights that ran up and down the ceiling so bright that it hurts the eyes. Lenolium tiles also too bright, everything in this god-forsaken place is so bright. I hate this crap. I swear to God they do this crap on purpose. I have to come hear every other friggin day and get this damn test taken. They know the bright light hurts my eyes, the bastards do it on purpose, I know they do. They want me to suffer, they want all of my kind to suffer,its sad really. I have been positive for almost four years and i still don't get why people act weird around me. They don't get the fact that they cant catch it, now that there is a vaccine but anyone that was infected before the vaccine are well.....screwd.
My name is Richard Cross, and I have been infected with something far worse than AIDS, what I have is something people used to dream of and what I now hate the most. The thought of living forever used to sound so good, but now it's my personal hell. I can no longer get sick, or even bleed, I can't even feel. Nothing can compare to the extreme feeling of loss that you experience when the virus takes over. The saying "you don't know how much you love something until its gone" is an understatement. You have know idea how it feels to not feel.
Well hear I am sitting in this stupid room shirtless and freezing, like always. The doctor makes me wait forever every single time. This is the worst part of the whole damn thing. They tell us that there is a chance that we could get better, but up to this point there hasent been a single infected person that has had any sign of recovery it is enough to make you want to cry, and I have. I go too sleep at night and I always pray for the same thing. Every time they draw blood I always get the same feeling in the bottem of my stomach, like I know that the test will come back negative but it never does and it never will.
Finally the doctor gets around to taking the blood sample. Took him long enough. Jerk. Well this is about the most boring part of the whole trip, they wont let me go untill they get the results. So I button up my shirt and sit on one of the stools that are in the room. Oh my God I hate this crap, all there is to do in here is stare at the ceiling, it sucks big time. I have been sitting in this room for about three hours. I think they are trying to drive me insane, that has to be it. If they don't hurry I am going to just leave. They have never taken this long and I am getting a little paranoid.
The doctor finally comes back into the very small ,very brite room. He has a smile on his face and that scares the crap ot of me. He has never smiled when he comes to give me the results, mabey they figured out a way to kill us ? I don't know, but for the first time in almost three years I am truly afraid of what could happen next. My heart starts pounding and my vision starts to blur. Everything goes from white to black and I can faintly hear the doctor shout as I fall to the floor.
I wake up in a hospital bed and the first thing that I relize is that I am not alone in the hospital room. The doctor is standing at the foot of the bed looking over my charts with a satisfied smirk. He notices me looking at him and comes around to the side of the bed and says two words "your cured".
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