Charlie lay in the hospital bed, his eyes slightly open. He attempted to open them fully when when he did, he immediatly closed them and his face screwed up in pain. "It hurts. It hurts too much. It's too bright too."
"It's okay. Everythings gonna be okay...right?" I asked Charlie, almost crying. I hate seeing him in this state. Anyone for that matter.
"I don't know Scottie, I don't know. Doc says there's not much time left. I can feel it too." His face contracted in agony. His face screwed up and he began to shake. He shook violently. "Stay Sharp." He finally said as he slowly shut his eyes.
"Charlie... Charlie no. This isn't your time! You're too young! Don't die! Please don't die now! Don't give up!"
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