{I posted it early I know, I'm just excited for this one <3}
Michael sighed as the clock hit eight in the afternoon. The door would soon be opening to "support group", as Calum called it. Calum was Michael's bestfriend and the lead "supporter" for the group. Michael had stage two leukemia when he was young, the doctors thought for sure he'd die before age 19. But still here, at age 20 (almost 21), he was still healthy as a horse, without a single cancer cell in his body.
That anyone knew of.
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Sweater Paws {michael clifford}{completed}
FanfictionHer green eyes shown with tears as she wiped her cheeks with her sweater paws. "I'm not ready to die."