Well it's settled. I have leukemia. There's no cure. It's fatal. I'm going to try to live a normal life. Yet easier said then done.
I need to wear a long skirt or pants the whole time. Because of the bruises as one of the symptoms of leukemia.
I have no friends. Nobody. I try to keep beyblading, but it takes too much of my energy up. I have a bitbeast too. The only
people who can give me trouble are the Bladebrakers. Mostly Kai. And now?
I'm at my house, on a hospital bed. Guinevere is keeping me company. My bitbeast. She's a phoenix. Like Kai's Dranzer.
Only Guinevere is blue, not red. She's able to come out of her blade at any time. She's out now. Hovering over me, like
a worried mother. She's different from the other bitbeast. I can feel her. She's real. Not a spirit or anything. Well I suppose
she can be, otherwise she wouldn't fit in her blade. I usual end up sleeping in her "nest". My blankets are her wings.
My parents, where ever they are, are sending me to a new school tomorrow. No more private school. Because it drains
me of "life" to fast. I know I'm there only child, but can't they give me some slack. There never home anyway. Why should
they care. "Come on Guinevere. Time for bed."