Prologue

~Flashback~

~Five years ago~

Feliciano stared out the car window, tears slowly streaming down his cheeks, while hugging his toy stuffed dog close to his chest. This was a big thing to go through, especially when you were only 11 years old. He was on his way to get a procedure done. In this procedure, they would put him on anesthesia (stuff that makes you fall asleep.) and stick a camera down his throat and look around inside him, to see what was wrong with him. He had been having bad stomach problems for a long time now, and doctors could not figure out what was wrong with him, so they thought that they could find out what was wrong with him by having this procedure done.

When Feliciano, his mom, and his dad got to the hospital, they checked the map, and then headed to the part of the hospital where they needed to go to. When they got there, Feliciano and his parents sat down in a waiting room. In this waiting room there were lots of little kid toys and a TV playing some kind of little kid show about this talking cat named... was it Callie? Feliciano wasn't sure. It was a long time ago. 5 years ago. When they finally got called, Feliciano reluctantly followed the nurse to a place where there were lots of rooms where families could sit before and after the procedure. It was kind of like a waiting room all over again. When they sat down inside one of these rooms, the nurse asked Feliciano and his parents lots of questions. Feliciano wondered if some of the questions even mattered, because they were things like "what's your favorite color", or "what's your favorite animal". Finally, she finished asking them questions, and it was time to go back to the room where they did the procedure. Feliciano followed the nurse to a big room with a bed in the middle of it. The nurse told Feliciano to lay down on the bed. Feliciano did as he was told and put his stuffed dog next to him. A mask was then put onto his face. "Don't worry. It will all be over soon... and you will wake up soon..." was the last thing Feliciano thought to himself before everything faded to black.

~45 minutes later~

Feliciano slowly opened his eyes. He was being rolled down the halls in a bed. He slowly sat up. His stomach was hurting. Really badly.

"May I go to the bathroom?" he asked a doctor.

"Yes." the doctor responded.

The doctors stopped pushing the bed and Feliciano got off of it and went to the bathroom. When he got out, the doctors asked him if he could walk back to the room his parents were in, or if they needed to push him back there on the bed. Feliciano told them he could walk there and they led him to the room. The doctors opened the door and Feliciano stepped in and saw his mother's tear-stained face.

"Why are you crying, Mom?" Feliciano inquired as he sat next to his mom.

"It's just that it was supposed to take about 30 minutes but it took about 45 minutes instead... I thought something really bad might be wrong..." she answered.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm okay. Everything will be okay." he told her as he hugged her.

"Anyways, did they find out what was wrong with me?" he asked his father.

"They think you have a disease called Ulcerative Colitis, but they're not sure if it's that or something else called Crohn's Disease." he responded.

~Ten days later~

"Hi, Mom!" Felciano greeted his mother who had just gotten home from her job as a pharmacist.

"Hi, Feli," she answered. "The hospital called me today while I was at work. You have Crohn's Disease..." she said sadly.

A/N: Okay so here are a few facts about Crohn's Disease.

1. It is not life-threating.
2. It is not contagious.
3. It can cause depression.