Beautiful Story of "Katie" who is counting her days

"Katie Price"

         I have this reoccurring dream. I am little girl sitting with my mom and she is singing to me. I feel the warmth of the sun on my skin and the comfort of her arms around me and I want to stay there, forever. When I wake up, I miss the dream. I want, so, badly for this dream to be real, but that would be impossible because my mom died when I was really little and I can’t go out in Sun.

      
        I have a rare genetic condition called Xeroderma Pigmentosum or XP, which basically means a severe sensitivity to sunlight. If the sun hits my skin, I get skin cancer, my brain starts to fail and I could die. Pretty fun, right?

             

        I spend all my time indoors behind special windows, hanging out with my dad who is the best dad ever. Thank goodness, because growing up, all the kids hated me for staying at home and called me, a vampire because of having the special windows.

       But not everyone was afraid of me. Morgan became my friend after knowing about my problem. From that point on, it was me, Morgan and my dad. Until one day, I saw Charlie and that was it. I was completely, totally and utterly hooked. I saw him every day. And yet, he had no idea I even existed.

              

        Over time, watching Charlie go by just became part of my routine. Along with constant doctor appointments. Sleeping during the day and staying up all the night, which, from what I have heard, is the schedule of most teenagers and playing music every chance I get. All things considered, I have got a pretty great life but I still hold onto my dreams. No matter, how impossible they may seem.