[ WP ] A young cancer patient is sick and tired of all these damn celebrities popping in for surprise visits .

The heavy wooden door closed with a heavy click, sealing the room off from the bustle and bright the long term care wing of Summit Medical Center. Daniel let out a heavy sigh as he laid back and closed his eyes, his heart still pounding as the adrenaline slowly worked its way out of his system. 
 Seconds later, the door to his room opened anew and in walked Daniel ’ s sister Cassie, followed by the sounds of the hospital. She ’ d put on makeup, he saw, and had combed her hair. This morning ’ s sweatpants and baggy Drake T-shirt had been replaced by a tight JUICY tank top, with a low cut neck and enough midriff showing to get her sent home before her senior study hall even started. That ’ s what she wears when she brings boys over to the house… He thought to himself angrily. She didn ’ t even bother to close the door. 
 Without glancing in his direction, Cassie sat in room ’ s lone chair, her phone pressed tightly to her ear as he talked on her phone. 
 
 “ Oh... my god. Like, nobody told me all these famous hot guys would be coming up and talking to him.. And I ’ m all like, wearing gross sweatpants and didn ’ t have any eyeliner on. ” 
 
 Daniel could hear the rat-like chatter from her phone all the way across the room, and recognized Janet ’ s crowing coming through the speakers. 
 
 “ Right? Right?! ” she pressed, tossing her hair back. “ Ryan Gosling is so much shorter than you ’ d ever imagine, oh my god. But he was so cute! I pretended to cry, and he totally hugged me. No, for real! ” She laughed and twisted a strand of hair that had fallen near her ear. “ I totally made Mom drive me home so I could change. I heard Johnny Depp is at that film festival and if he came in and saw me in sweats, I would die! ” 
 
 Daniel ’ s felt his cheeks flush as waves of anger started to pound against his head. He threw off the bed sheets in a fit of rage, nearly ripping the top off his newly attached ostomy pouch. For weeks, he ’ d been stuck in this stupid room, poked and pinched with every kind of medical tool he ’ d seen from TV shows. After his successful colostomy surgery, all the local news stations had wanted to come out and interview him and his family. Such a traumatic surgery for a boy so young, everyone had told him. His anxiety peaked every time the news ladies came in asked him questions, getting so bad he could only stare at the camera meekly and answer their questions by nodding or shaking his head. 
 
 Once the TV interviews made it out on the news, that ’ s when the movie stars started coming. Daniel had seen commercials for the big film festival in town, and once the news broke on TV, nearly a dozen actors and singers wanted to come and say hi to him. The first man that came in was older, with a graying beard and big friendly eyes. He ’ d called himself the Dude and made Daniel ’ s parents laugh a lot. He ’ d come in with his wife, listened to Daniel's story and then set off after wishing him well. It was a great visit, kind of like having a neighbor come in while he was sick. 
 
 But after that, the visits became less and less about Daniel and his sickness. Ryan Gosling, the boy that Cassie was so excited about, came in with a man carrying a camera, and a woman in a dark suit who carried a clip board. Ryan had asked Daniel a few questions, before posing for a picture and then quickly leaving the room. Several others did the same thing, and Daniels parents only seemed to be enjoying themselves and talking about how great it was to meet so many people. It seemed like the family had just forgotten about Daniel at that point, more concerned with the celebrities who were stopping in to pay fake respects to a sick boy. 
 
 As he lay there in anger, he could hear murmurs in the hallway outside, and excited whispers. The sound of coins and metal chains grew louder and louder, until a silk clad pirate stood in the doorway, a forked black beard twisting its way from chin to chest. 
 
 `` Allo, miss...'' Capitan Jack said with a grin. Cassie's phone dropped to the floor with a crack, muted only by a half contained scream. Sighing, Daniel laid back in the bed and covered his head with a damp pillow. With a final peak towards the door, his hands released the hinged clamp of his ostomy pouch, spilling his disappointment onto the hospital room floor.
