Selena, nevermore.

The sterile hospital room was cold, though not empty by physical means. Emotional on the other hand, lacking. The walls were all that wept for the girl that lay alone in that bed, weak, hopeless, lonely. 

I'm Selena Burfret, once a lively girl, good grades, shallow friends, extracurriculars, no longer when the diagnosis came in. It was an untreatable brain disease that slowly ate away at who Selena Burfret was. But who was I, anyway? Other than what people wanted me to be? Expected me to be. It never really made me happy anyway.

Not that I'd notice if nobody was there to fill the time I had left, my attention was absorbed by something else, my one last light cling to, anime. Magical girls, exactly, my jerk of a brother used to pick on all it all the time since I was young. "Cheesey rehashed plots" he'd say, like that mattered to me.

But I enjoyed the. Super cool girls her age with magical powers that constantly made everything better? Honestly, I was envious. To hell with what anyone thought, I'm a fan of it all. Why shouldn't I enjoy things without a care during my lowest point in life?

These magical girls were everything that I wanted to be... I wanted to be pretty. Popular. Funny. In my own way, I guess I was... now nobody comes, no texts, no calls, like I didn't exist at all in their lives... Maybe I just wanted to be special like those magical girls?

Who am I kidding. Those girls were real to themselves, even if they were written. I just ended up a cheap imitation of who they were... even then, I was worse. I was so mean to people. And for what? My friends to find it amusing? No doubt they're laughing behind my back right now. 

I'm alone with nothing but this laptop, and the anime I made fun of that one girl for watching. But it's actually really good... if only I could get out of bed and talk to her, apologize. Would she even forgive me? I wouldn't, if I were her. 

... Sigh, it's not like I can get out of bed anyway. Even just clicking on the next episode strains me. Come to think of it... I don't feel good. I feel colder, and more tired.... No! No no no no! I can't be dying yet— I haven't even finished the episode!