Five years..... five years have passed since that fateful day. It all started when I got this job as a caretaker. My pay was little but I still managged to survive. My friends have offered me help many times but, every time I turned them down. Soon my hours got longer and my pay rose. Yet my friends tryed to spend more time with me. As I tryed to make time. Soon I was able to get my own
house, business, and franchise. Then three years later profits started to go down.
For the next three days I desperatly tryed to raise profits yet ultimatly failed. Soon I lost my house, business, and franchise. Then at my check-up two days later i was diagnosted with some fatal disease. Now I'm in this acursed hospital not allowed to leave.
Now it's been six days since I was put in this cube. They say it's because of my affliction. The last visitor was three days ago. Now the doctors say i have little time left before..... my time. Not one friend shows up when they get the news. So now I realize that I lost my friends. Now I need them in my time of need. Now that I realize that i got so far in life and finaly my mind snaps and no one not one person to comfort me. Now all I had to do to prevent this sadness was to keep atleast one friend. So now I feel that death is near and now there is no hope to die happly. I should have.........
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