My name is Jamie and I am all alone because I'm going to die I have cancer I have had a good run and I have completed my dreams let me tell u from the beginning I was diagnosed when I was twelve years old and girls in year seven are mean when u have to explain why u can't play and why I do t have hair it was hard and to be told three years after that you are going to die well that a hard thing to deal with I spent months at the age of fithteen just laying there looking at the sky my mum had died and my dad was a drug addict that only comes by every six months so I spent my final days traveling I died on the 8th of January my mother birthday in the cold wet gutter I couldn't even make it to the police as 5 minutes before I was raped by a drugged up drunk man I was in pain shaking and dying if that wasn't bad enough I died the same night in the same clothes that I was sexually assaulted in the shame as I took my last breath a new child took there first and that's my final week on earth pain loneliness and life
