Prologue

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Sitting on a scratchy, green seat.

My head aching like crazy.

My leg feeling like it had been ripped off.

My hobbit hair sticking out in various places.

But none of that really mattered.

I could only really concentrate on the beeping of his heart monitor. And how it was getting slower... And slower... And.... All I could process then was that there was no more beeping, just a long, continuous noise. I ignored the nurses rushing in, and all other commotion. All I could think of, while the salty tears ran down my cheek was...

His last day was over.

A/N

Hi! x So Phan book on here... Yep. Hope you enjoyed! I was just going to end it and have no A/N (for suspense) but then I realised I needed to say who wrote it... X-D

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