one day, john thought.

one day, he'll gonna get out of that place. one day, he won't need to go through tests anymore. one day, he won't have to lie down the cold metal table again. one day, those scientists won't guess whether he will die or not.

one day, he'll be able to eat the food he could only see from a distance behind the glass he's caged in. one day, he'll be a normal ten year old boy. one day, he'll finally have the courage to reach out for your hand.

one day, he'll be able to smile to the bottom of his heart and tell you that he's okay, that he can take it, that he will bear with it, that he'll get through this.

but at the end of the day, he's just a boy. a boy wishing from this day on to grow fast, so he could finally be who he really wanted to be. be that person who will make you proud.