Spirit's p.o.v (not in the form of a dove anymore)

I arrive at the hospital just in enough time to see my parents who are taking Collin home. Collin has

spent five months in the NICU. Today's special milestone means a lot to my parents and me. I have

to work so I can't go home with my parents. They understand my situation. They promise to keep in

touch. My friend and favorite patient, Dizzy helps me get over my home sickness. "I was suppose

to start eighth grade today" Dizzy reminds me. "You will return to school soon" I assure her.

"Between you and me, there is real truth. You and I know I am dying. You are a healer. Certain

nameless people will want you to revive me. My fate has already been written for me.

I don't want to be resuscitated if I may lose my battle against cancer" Dizzy requests.

"Nobody including myself will interrupt your final swansong" I vow.