Some sort of psychic pathologist

Much like Alicia on sfgate.com, I had "soft part"-something cancer. The tumor was small, but I knew that it had spread and was going to be pretty much impossible to treat. The strange thing is, my tumor hadn't been biopsied, but I knew what it was anyway.

I was sitting in this waiting room with other patients who all had cancer, waiting for the specialist. The rest of the patients were all used to having cancer and were pretty chill, and I was the only one who was scared. I had to get a biopsy, but I knew it would only show what I already knew I had.