It had been a week since he had found her unconscious and it seemed as if everything had changed. The palace felt more empty than usual. It wasn't like the princess had been walking around and doing things when she was sick, it just felt odd to not have her presence in it. It had affected everyone differently, but all of it was for the worse.

Iago had become depressed and not wanting to hang out as much. Genie hadn't been as lively as he once was. He hadn't told a joke or transformed in the longest time. The sultan, though he wanted to just lay down and give up, couldn't. He had a kingdom to run and without his daughter's help had run himself dry. He was now facing burnout and stress more often. Carpet would go on long flies through the sky for hours on end. Abu found himself bored since Iago didn't want to hang out and Rajah just seemed to sleep more. Aladdin found himself going on long walks in the Marketplace and he often found himself in his hovel just staring at the people. One time when he was walking he overheard the fact of people talking about the princess. As he listened in he heard them talk about things he knew weren't true about the princess. Though he wanted to go stop them he just couldn't find the courage.

Even though none of them wanted to admit it they rarely visited Jasmine. The Sultan was busy and it was just too emotionally draining for any of them to sit and stare at the lifeless body of someone they loved. Everyday they would ask for any news of the princess waking up but they would just tell them that nothing had changed. All they could do was try to comfort her while she was resting. The few times Aladdin had come he would sit next to her and hold her hand. Hoping that she would wake up, but she never did.

Two more weeks have passed and nothing has changed. Jasmine was still laying in bed unconscious with no sign of ever waking up and everyone still was sad. Aladdin never went out with his friends to go on late night treasure hunts and he'd spent more time out wandering the marketplace at night. The following weeks he had visited Jasmine even less. Everyday he woke up he felt as if his life meant and was nothing without Jasmine. He was now feeling the effect of not having her and now it would be too late to reverse anything. He wished instead of yelling at her he had instead offered her out to a picnic or something. The thought of Jasmine never waking up haunted his mind. Constantly he grieved for the most likely loss of Jasmine. Life without her just wasn't the same.

Late one night Aladdin was searching for his dagger. He needed it to open a box earlier but he couldn't find it. As he passed Jasmine's room he thought. 'No way…' It was worth a shot though. Aladdin walked up the stairs and opened the heavy door. When he flicked on the light he was met by a cold messy room. He walked over to her bed and sifted through the sheets. He was taken aback though by the smell that emerged from the sheets. It was a mixture of old vomit and piss. Pushing through the smell he continued to sift through the sheets until his hand brushed up against some dried vomit. Having enough he called the bed a lost cause and made his way to her vanity. The first thing that caught his eye was the flower he had given her on their first date. The flower that was wilting away. As a gust of wind blew through the air and a petal fell. Aladdin then noticed all the broken glass that was covering the marble vanity. As he pushed the glass aside Aladdin noticed a dusty brown journal.

Confused, he picked up the book and blew some dust off of it. At the first sight of the reading shocked him. So much so that he pulled up a chair, flicked on a light, and pulled up a chair. The entries were that of her food intake. It started off normal with her average intake of food he had seen her eat. But a week into the entries the intake seemed to slow down. He remembered the day that all the family had falafel but instead she had requested to eat a small salad. He noted that 3 weeks into them the first crossed out day occurred. Had he really not noticed it? It should have been obvious that she wasn't eating.

He also saw that under each intake a small amount of writing was written. He took note of one that had nothing under food intake. It read…

Tired, very tired. Hopefully I'll get the courage to eat soon. My stomach wants me to but I don't. It's a feeling I can't explain. Today I have yet another lesson with Aladdin that I spent way too long on. Maybe 5 hours of sleep at most. I've finished my chores yet I still feel like I need to do more. So far I've done taxes, a palace check, dusting, feeding all the animals, cleaned my closet, a marketplace check, water the garden, and later I have a political meeting. I'm almost falling asleep right now. I'm tired, hungry, and feel sick, but no one has to know that. I'm the princess, who cares if I'm ill. As long as my people are happy I'd be willing to suffer. It's what I was born to do.

As Aladdin kept reading her entries it's as if he was imagining being her. The more he read the more he wanted to break down. It was horrifying and sad to know that the one he cared most about was going through all this. One read…

Nothing again. This whole diary thing was a stupid decision. It's wasting my precious energy levels. Here I am in bed. Too weak and tired to do anything. Got yelled at again by my family for doing nothing. I wish they knew how hard it's been for me. If they knew what I'd been doing the past month then I bet they'd feel some empathy. But I guess all that work was for nothing since now all they see is that I'm weak and I can't do anything. Heck I can't even eat if I wanted to. I just wished that Aladdin knew how hard it was.

Another one read…

I'm so done with everything. I'm tired and I want my life to be over. Got yelled at again and this time he said that I'm a nuisance and I don't care about anyone but myself. When I tried to tell him how much I've done he told me back that no one cares and that I should just stop. I just want to live. What has my life become? Now I feel as if I'm just a punching bag for everyone's problems. Worse people just assume I'll walk this off like nothing's happened. They expect me to do more and to not just sit around. As much as I want to try I'm practically falling asleep writing this. I think that's all for now, I just couldn't. It's too much and no one would care.

Once Aladdin had finished reading her entries he made it to a section that horrified him. For a whole week all 7 days were crossed out. The only note she wrote was about how much life sucked and how she wanted to die. Having enough of reading, he closed the book and walked to her closet that was left ajar. When he flicked the light on he was met by a mess of clothes, pins, and his dagger.

He immediately ran over to the dagger and brushed aside the clothes that were on top of them. But when he brushed aside some pants he noticed that the usually light weight top felt a bit heavier. He picked up the pants and noticed a shine emitted from one side. When he turned over pants he noticed pins were put into it to make the waist smaller. After some time of wondering it hit him. He remembered a while ago when Jasmine had a complete breakdown since she couldn't fit into any of her outfits. She had tried to make her outfits fit, she had tried to fit in, she tried to do something.

Aladdin heard the door creak open. Thinking for some reason it was Jasmine he tried to hide what he was doing. But after reminding himself that she was on the other side of Agrabah. After taking a deep breath in he turned his back and was immediately faced with a giant fuzzy orange tiger. The tiger looked confused at the sight of the closet. Not even he had noticed how much Jasmine had separated from the family. Ever since Aladdin had entered the group and brought his friends along it seemed like he was being replaced. Though Rajah didn't want to admit it, sometimes he felt like Jasmine loved Aladdin more than him. Rajah fully entered the closet and began to shuffle things around.

He came across a purple yarn ball that the two would play fetch with. He remembered the time when both were little and they would spend hours of time together. He had wished that things would remain the same. But ever since Aladdin joined in it seemed like she was playing favorites. It seemed like at times she liked the monkey more than him. Though he could easily just eat the dumb bird or monkey he knew deep down in his heart he knew that he shouldn't. As he shuffled around clothes and toys he took notice of a piece of crumpled paper that was in a corner. The tiger ran over to the paper and picked it up with his mouth. Since he couldn't read, the tiger ran over to Aladdin.

Aladdin picked up the crumpled piece of paper and unraveled it. As he read he felt his heart drop again.

I just got told the worst thing ever. I guess all this is my fault. Aladdin this morning tried to shove food in my mouth. Of course it hurt, but I still love him. I know he probably doesn't love me, but I love him so much. He's been the best thing to happen to me. He cares about me and thinks I'm an actual person. I can't imagine life without him, though recently that scary image is now coming true. I know that he loves me, or I think he does. Recently though he's been avoiding me. In fact everyone's been avoiding me. No one likes me. They probably think I'm a nuisance. I don't blame them. But still I miss those small interactions. I miss getting a nightly kiss and I miss getting daily hugs. I miss going on Carpet rides and hanging out with my friends. I wish they knew how much it hurt. But again I don't blame them. But I still love them. Deep in my heart I know they love me. Otherwise they wouldn't be constantly sending me to the hospital. And of course I know this is for my better good. But it hurts. It really does. Sometimes I wish I would just fall asleep forever. They've been living without me for quite a while now and nothing seemed to change. So nothing would probably change. I'd miss them but would they miss me? Deep down in my sad broken heart I know they'd miss me. It's the only thing that truly keeps me going. If I could have one wish it would be to fix everything that I've done. Then maybe Aladdin would love me again, then I'd be beautiful, I'd be living. I know it's selfish. I know I should probably wish for world peace or something but I just want my suffering to be over. I want my life back. I don't want to die.

Aladdin folded up the piece of paper and tucked it into her journal. Rajah looked confused at Aladdin, wondering what it read.

"Rajah you don't want to know. I think that's enough reading for tonight,"

The tiger grabbed one of his yarn balls and walked out of the closet. Aladdin grabbed his dagger and the book. He didn't know whether or not he should show anyone else it. For now he would keep it to himself. He had already broken her trust enough. If she woke up only to find out that her entire family knew how much she wanted to die, she would be devastated.

Aladdin walked out of the closet and out of her room. He looked back one last time at the room. The room being a mess and showed that Jasmine stopped caring about anything. Jasmine would never do this, he thought. She used to be so orderly. According to the letter she would spend up to 1 am working on his lessons. He couldn't believe that Jasmine put off sleep in order to make him happy. She did truly care for him.

He looked out to the city below. There, on the entire other side of Agrabah, was the hospital. An image of Jasmine on a bed in a deep sleep entered his mind. And the thought of her never waking up also entered his mind. But he reminded himself that Jasmine was a fighter. She wouldn't let some deep sleep get the best of her. She'd wake up. He hoped that this experience would scare Jasmine enough to make her eat more so it wouldn't happen again. Even if it did sound harsh.

Most of all though he just wanted to see her smile. He wanted to hug her and to have her hug him back. He wanted to see her eyes full of life. He wanted Jasmine back. Jasmine didn't deserve any of this. She had tried so hard to do everything for her family and people that she forgot to take care of herself. And now she's paying for it with her life.