Okay so this is based off of my life back when I first fell ill. Everything in the story is true lmao

When I was 11 I had fallen ill. I was passing out all the time, there were times where I physically couldn’t move my legs. No-one knew what was wrong with me.

The only time I ever went out was to go hospital. I would go school every couple of weeks at the start of the school year but that quickly came to an end too once I gotten worse.

My whole life was put on hold.

I never went outside unless I went to the hospital ,like I said, — not even to go to the garden. The only people I saw was my family and sometimes my other family like cousins but that wasn’t very often.

I wasn’t socialising properly.

I would go months without leaving the house. My parents were too scared to let me out. Too scared I would crash to the ground before they would be able to catch me. It’s not like I would even be able to stand up properly anyway. I was too weak to even stand up.

One day, my parents had gotten two garden benches.

The day they put them out was the day I went out just for the sake of it.

Summer was coming.

You could feel it on your face.

I could feel it on my face.

I felt the sun for the first time in months.

I wanted to cry.

When I was a kid I would go out of the garden whenever I wanted and now it feels like a privilege to do so.

But I enjoyed the privilege.

I felt the warmth of the sun on my face.

It was a sensation I forgot felt like.

A sensation like no other

A sensation I once took for granted.

I breathed in the fresh air.

I felt the sun.