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The news wasn't really a shock. Somehow, he had always known he wouldn't last long. His hospital visits had become more frequent the past year, and he could feel it in his chest. It hurt when he ran, when he kicked a ball, when he did what he loved the most. He closed his eyes and tried to distract himself for his mothers desperate cries. The doctor's voice was soft but he was clearly used to bringing bad news. "What do you mean he's going to die?! My son is only thirteen!" Ignoring his dad's loud voice was almost impossible. Still he tried his best.
"H-how.. How long do i have?" The room immediately went silent, all staring at the boy in the bed. He had opened his eyes again and calmly waited for an answer. The doctor hesitated for a short while, but soon gave in. "A year at most. Though, half a year is more likely." His mother gasped and started crying again. Even his father had tears in his eyes. "It's because we let him play soccer...! We knew it wasn't good for him, but we thought it wouldn't do any serious harm! We never should have let him play..."
He froze while his parents hugged him. "Don't worry dear, you'll never play that dangerous sport again. You'll spend your last days safely at home, in your own bed. We'll get you a dog, and come home as often as we can, alright?" They were going to lock him up in his own bed, without any chance for him to escape? That would mean he wouldn't get to go outside ever again..! They couldn't be serious.
Or could they? Did he seriously think he could fool himself? Of course they were serious, they always were. And he always ended up having to obey.
But not this time.