Gemotions

The sterile white walls of the hospital room offered no comfort to Liam. He clutched the book, "Liam: The Unseen," a book that had materialized on his bedside table. The biography detailed his illness, the treatments, the constant fear. It spoke of his childhood, his friendships, his dreams of being a musician, all things he had kept secret.

His parents, who usually visited for a short period of time each day, were unusually silent. They kept looking at him with a strange mix of sadness and pity. Liam closed the book and turned his face towards the window.

He thought about the concerts he wanted to play, the songs he wanted to write. He hadn't been to a concert in years. The book had captured his existence perfectly, his life reduced to a series of quiet days spent in an apartment that felt like a prison. He was being described as a person who was going through what he was going through. He hated the book and wanted to throw it across the room.