Prologue

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* 2 years ago*

My mom gripped my hand tightly, tiny sobs escaped her mouth. The doctor looked at us with pitiful eyes.

"H-How can th-this be possible?" My mom said with muffled sobs as she put her free hand to cover her mouth. Tears began to flow out of my own eyes, but I didn't bother to wipe them away.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Chapman, but I'm afraid it's true. You're daughter has a tumor growing in her brain. We estimate she has roughly 2 years to live." Great, that darn doctor just had to make everything worse. I looked across from my mom to look at my dad, he was a tough guy, I'd never seen him cry before that day.

That was a horrible day.....

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