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My name's Andy, Andy Holt. My full name's Andrea Violet Holt, but that's too long. So I go by Andy, or Andy Holt. That's the name everybody knows me by. 

When I was 17, I was diagnosed with Stage IV of lung cancer after I started coughing up blood. There was nothing the doctors could do; I was going to die, it was only a matter of months. 

I was confined to a bed in a hospital ward, seldom visitors coming to say good-bye. It was as if everyone was too scared to see me die. I had lost a lot of weight and I could barely sit up on my own power. I was always in excruciating pain, but I refused to take morphine because someone might visit me. 

The only way the doctors could get me to sleep was to pump my body full of sleeping drugs. I was too afraid to sleep in case I never woke up after. 

I begged my parents and the doctors to let me see the countryside surrounding the small, little town I'd grown up in, and after a lot of pleading, they gave in. 

I saw the countryside, and soon after, I passed away in my sleep. 

 My last wish? 

To end up someplace where I could be happy, have a better life, more friends, and maybe a romance. 

Imagine my surprise when I woke up. 

Alive. 

As a baby. 

In the Seven Deadly Sins. 

I'm Andy Holt, and this is my story.  


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