The Doctor

I am a calm kid. I live my life the way most 16 year old girls lived. Obsessed over the hottest man on television, worrying about finals, and dealing with leukemia. That is what set me apart from the world. I am the only one in my family to ever get cancer. No one knows why I got it. My step father, the pastor of the church my family all of a sudden started going to, says it's my disobedience to the Lord that got me here. He is not all that bad though. Besides the point. Everyday step father makes me go on a walk with him to clear my mind. There is nothing to clear at this point. I'm 16, I have cancer, and I want to leave this place.

On a normal walk he asks about my day and how school is going and all that. I answer with the same things everyday. This time he caught me by surprise. "I know your mom doesn't support this, but I really want you to go to the doctor from Korea," he says.

"She would kill me if I go there."

"Yes but he doesn't charge for treatments and you need to start getting better."

"You are right about that," we pause in the middle of the walk and I look to my left, "We are here!?"

"Yes. I cannot wait any longer for you to get treated."

"Thank you," that was the nicest thing he has ever done for me since he got married to my mom, though I see why my mom is worried about this doctor. No one knows anything personal about this guy. In this town that is very odd. Another thing is the people think he might be some type of psycho. I don't really care as long as he could try to help me. My dad left me there and went to church to get ready for service.

I go up and knock on the door three times. I hear a noise coming from the kitchen. The door opens and there is the Doctor. Tall, brown hair, green eyes, round face, and pale. I try to memorize as much as I can just in case he really is a psychopath.

I walk in and take a seat in the living room. He is gathering some papers and a pen. I assume that is the normal "why are you hear papers." I was right. He starts off, "Yeoboseyo. My name is Doctor Minjoon. I assmue you are the girl with cancer."

"Quite a strong start. Yes, I am."

"Great I have a few questions that I'm going to ask. I hope they are not too personal."

"They should be fine."

"Good, let's get started. What is your first and last name?"

"Sybil Kai Johnson."

"Beautiful name. That means Prophet of the water. What is your date of birth?"

"October 13, 2002."

"Perfect. Do you possibly know your blood type?"

"AB negative."

"Amazing. Have you had any surgeries in the past year."

"No I have not."

"Okay, last one. Did you know that you are the prophet of the world?"

I stop. I look at him like if he was trying to murder me. "What are you talking about?"