Date: 1-11-2024
True's p.o.v
Hello world, my name is True Elizabeth Davis. People just call me "Ted" for short. I don't feel fine at all. I am barely holding onto this life of mine. A hospital room has
served as my sanctuary away from home. Nonstop painful convulsions have rocked my world. Epilepsy, this disease is pure self torture. I am desperate for a cure that will
end these seizures. The doctor and his nurses try to stabilize me. My mother looks on in sadness from a distance. Bleeding, mother's heart overflows like a cup with love
for me. Who knew the legendary fashion icon, Brooke Davis would become my mother? Shes only thirty six and yet she already owns the world's stage. Our stars crossed
paths fifteen ongoing sixteen years ago. I was born on December 20, 2008. My twenty year old mother considered me to be her Christmas miracle back then. One of the
causes of Epilepsy is birth trauma. My mother experienced a very long difficult labor and childbirth. I was breached, therefore the doctor used a vacuum to get me out the
birth canal. My biological father didn't attend the birth. He has not been apart of my life as a matter of fact. His identity remains a mystery til this day. I am sure the truth
will reveal itself within time. "Everything will be ok" the doctor assures my worried mother in the present time. False hope quickly pulls her back down into the abyss. She
doesn't like watching me suffer. She fears she might lose me forever because my condition keeps on getting worse. We are so close that we can't live without each
other. My mother's undying devotion speaks volumes to me. Heaven is on fire and I am burning up. Life flashes before my eyes in the form of lightning strikes. Serenity
offers me brief sweet relief.