Next month, sent home on hospice. A hospital bed permanently moved to the window in my room. I'm no longer hungry, and I puke after every meal. I'm pale, my eyesockets are deep, and I shuffle around instead of walking. My BiPAP becomes my new best friend. I decide to name it beeps. Guess why. My mom and Laide have been getting pretty serious. They always talk about what they're going to do for their wedding, who's going to be their flower girl, ringbearer, etc. mom is getting extra angry at Sisyphus lately, but I love him more than anything and I wouldn't give him up for the world. Beeps reminds me of a guardian. He always protects me at night, keeping me from death at the moment. But I know it won't last forever. Brooklyn comes over every day, and we always talk to Sisyphus, who is gone very fat. If it is a-
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An imperial affliction
Teen FictionI'm Anna, I'm 16, I was diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia when I was 13, and I decided to start a foundation for people who wanted to cure cholera with cancer.
