There was no way I was closing my eyes, what if I had another vision and-I was quickly dragged from my thoughts as I heard Jennifer Lawrence's voice. I think anyways. I mean it sure sounds like her and I would know because I'm always listening to her. Was I actually dead? I mean, I know she visits her dying fans in hospitals sometimes, but I'm not special enough for that, am I? I mean, I'm from such a small town, how could she find me? Plus I'm 17, like I'm a bit too old for it, right? I'm too old for people and charities to care by now. I'm just like a 17 year old kid in Foster care, you know, the ones that stay there their whole lives. Once you're not considered a cute little kid everyone stops caring.
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Jlaw Obsessed
Short StoryHi, I'm Lacey Clarke, I'm a Jlaw obsessed teenage girl who was diagnosed with Leukaemia and this is my story. Don't think it's one of those stories that's going to make the world seem perfect because it's far from it. My life sucks end of story.
