For better affect please read will listening to with "Fragments | Violet Evergarden AMV|" in th background :) It's what I listened to while writing this chapter and hopefully it adds a better feking.
0 — Cattle Meat
"Beep Beep"
"Beep Beep"
The cold constant sound of the cardiac monitor echoed inside the room. How long had it been? Days? Weeks? or maybe months?
"Beep Beep"
"Beep Beep"
It's almost like a music embedded in my mind. This beeping sound has accompanied me for God knows how long already.
"Beep Beep"
"Beep Beep"
Still, despite this being boring, this sound reassures me that I still have time, and that my heart is still up and kicking. Being on the waitlist is like waiting for your name to be called in a lottery.
I lifted my my pale slim hands over my face. My arms seemed so lifeless when shined over by the hospital's white lights.
Amy Rose. 17. Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy.
All in bold letters. My Medical wristband displayed my details like a signage for cattle meat.
I had never considered myself as a healthy person but in the fall of 2006 I became very sick. After a false diagnosis or two and thoroughly terrifying my family at Christmas I was finally diagnosed with a a heart disease. They rushed me to surgery and performed a septal myectomy, expecting this to help cure me. And after two months later I felt completely, miraculously better.
But this was not the story's end. Later in 2008 I fell ill again. They did some diagnosis and it turns out my septal wall was actually indeed swollen which meant there was not enough blood flowing to my heart. And just like that I was thrust right back into hospital and underwent many more surgeries without veil.
In the end none of it worked.
I needed a heart transplant.
Hello! This is my first ever FanFiction story so I am really open to criticism as to what I should do or fix. I hope you enjoy!