Hi, my name is Matthew. Really, people call me Matt. It was a week before my birthday, and my mom was already going to the doctor for her results. She had been fighting cancer for 3 years. We had gone through eighteen houses since January. Its February 6th, right? My friends are coming over at 6:00, and my room is a total mess. Brandon is my best friend. He is obsessed with football. I'm more of a basketball person. That's okay though, because at least they're both sports, right.
Well, here's my dad. The car door slams and you hear the front door open. "Matt? You home." dad calls. I run down the stairs i see a distraught dad and no mother.
*sorry that I haven't been adding on. I'm writing a new one called "OVER THE LEDGE"
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The Loss
Short StoryMarty mother has a bad case of cancer. he is also goin through a session of bullying at school.he can't take it. this story will contain a tragedy, a fire,a gunshot and the help of one faithful friend
