Well,well.talking about my neigbours,they are crazy as every other neighbours in your surroundings. First I want to talk about mrs.Haler in bed 2 .She is two beds right to me.She's an old woman,very pious.she always sprinkles holy water whenever we go near her and always prays.SHE's in her last days.Well we all are.But when it comes to helping she will always come first.One day I was choking to death she was the one who came running towards me and I was the one who was trying to keep distance from her because i was so used to it. Now my one legged handsome friend.My beloved neighbour right to my bed.He met an accident and had to have his leg amputed.I saw him crying ,mourning when his legs was eaten by ants.I saw him giving a wonderful smirk maybe to the god when it was decided that he had to get rid of his leg.He's a strong man trying to work on his artificial leg. And in my front bed lives an amazing girl.She has cancer ,4th stage but there she's always smiling.she surely is mischiveous for her age.For a 6 year old to think everything is beautiful meserizes me. you know, what she did one day!She scared the hell out of the doctors by spilling arcylic red paint from her mouth making it look like it's blood. Yes , I am living in this neighborhood for 3 years now,battling a rare disease, Achalasia.It was not my choice to live here.But my neighbours in bed 3 2 8 made it easier for me.they are impacable.But like any other neighbors we started to care for each other.The hospital is now my world and I am a residence of intensive care unit.The outer world must be wonderful but our world is full of humanity.
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