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Hey everyone, this is my first story so please tell me what you think and if I should continue! Im sorry if I messed up on the describition of the cancer, I just reworded the first paragraph I saw on this website. (which probably wasn't the best idea)

Oh! And for those who struggle picturing the character, I kind of picture her as Julianne Hough, (As she looked From Safe Haven) But younger:)

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"You have Cancer."

My mouth slowly fell open as I moved my gaze from the ground to meet my doctors. His emerald green eyes staring blankly at me, showing no emotion, but I could tell he was hiding his sorrow. I shifted uncomfortably on the soft hospital bed as my mother, who was sitting in the chair next to me, started to quietly whimper. I felt numb.

"What?" I asked in disbelief, my heart beating uncontrollably in hopes I misunderstood.

The doctor took a deep breath and ran his hand through his dark brown hair, with clusters of gray.  

" Your blood scans show you have an rapid amount of growth of immature blood cells. We call this: Acute leukemia. This crowding makes the bone marrow unable to produce healthy blood cells. Treatment is required immediately due to the rapid progression and accumulation of the malignant cells, which will spill over into the bloodstream and spread to other organs of the body."

My mom stood up suddenly, her face puffy and red from crying, but her expression was angry. "Then what are you doing standing around?! Treat her already, Dr. Jones!"

Dr. Jones looked down and when he looked back up, my heart sank. A tear was falling from his eye, and I admittedly knew it was bad news. No, not bad news. Terrible news. "Allison has gone many weeks with Leukemia before coming here," He started, " According to these scans, it has been two months. I'm stunned to know she has not experienced any sign's before last night. I'm sorry to say, there is nothing we can do. It is already too late. Your body functions are already starting to shut down due to the malignant cells."

"W-what is that suppose to mean?" My mom demanded, holding back tears. My mother has always been really protective, maybe that was because when I was three, she was told she wouldn't be able to have any more kids. Or maybe it was the fact she was so young when she had me, and being the age of 16, people looked down at her. But as I remembered when I was little, she was really mature for her age. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a tangled pony tail, and her hazel eyes were blood shot from lack of sleep, but she still managed to look beautiful.

Dr. Jones let out another sigh as I stared at the ground, examining the black and white tile floors. I tried to braced myself for what he was about to say, but nothing could prepare me for what happened next.  

"You're daughter only has about 7 weeks to live."

It was like taking a bullet to the face. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't process my thoughts into words.

"No," My mom whispered, "That can't be true. She is only seventeen! A healthy growing seventeen year old!"

"This type of Acute leukemia is often found In young children and teenagers, normally we can get it in time before it's too late. But," He sighed and sat down in the chair by my mother, putting his hand on her shoulder, and staring straight at me. "This is the worst case I have seen in years, and it bothers me deeply that there is nothing we can do. If we do chemo, it might only make matters worst, but there is also a 20% chance that you could live for a couple more weeks. But most of those weeks, you would be feeling terribly sick from the radiation. But if you do decide to do the procedure, we should start on it immediately."