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One year ago, you were diagnosed with cancer. For months, you had been feeling awful. By that, awful day by day. The headaches were terrible, you were delirious. You could hardly breathe, you could hardly sleep because of the pain. You were nauseous all the time and never ate, and your weight dipped down into dangerously unhealthy numbers. You were wasting away. Originally, your parents had assumed you were depressed. But as the symptoms progressed, they took you to the doctor.

It was a tumor, the size of a tennis ball, and only growing.

Your parents didn’t have enough disposable income to cover the medical bills. They both took on second jobs to pay for your extended hospital stay and the expenses of treatment, but as such, you rarely saw them.

You were dying of cancer and alone in the hospital.

Yep, *dying*. Not the word the doctors had used, but they didn’t need to, because their vague words and body language said it all. *Mortality rate is very low,* they said. *Survival rate isn’t zero,* they said. *It would be best to spend more time with your family.*

The only thing you seemed to have left was the Make-A-Wish.

One year ago, shortly after you had been officially diagnosed with some sort of cancer, your parents signed you up for Make-A-Wish. You could have asked for anything. You could have done anything you wanted to; traveled to another country, gone on a cruise, visited Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon. But no. Briefly, you thought of wishing for something that would benefit your parents. But they insisted you do this for yourself and only yourself. The only thing you truly wanted was to meet your role model in person. Christian Borle, the effortlessly talented and charismatic actor. A man you had looked up to since you were very young.

Enter: a nurse and your Make-A-Wish representative. You are alone once again, your parents working their lives away to desperately save yours. You don’t have the heart to tell them it won’t work.

“He’s here,” the nurse smiles at you.

Enter: Christian Borle.