You were diagnosed with brain cancer a year ago and are just 5 years old. Your parents, Claudia and Josh, visit you every day. Your head was shaved, and you're undergoing chemotherapy. Sometimes your condition worsens, sometimes it improves. It's such a gimmick. The doctors and nurses take very good care of you. You receive gifts, but the tests are sometimes torture. You resist or cry and scream, but your parents always try to calm you down.

You're sitting in your hospital bed eating sweets when your parents come in.

Claudia: Hey, princess!!

Josh: Hey, my girl!