I had what every girl wanted.
I had a boyfriend.
I had the grades.
I had the friends.
I was popular enough.
I had the artistic ability.
I could sing like nobody's business.
I had that perfect, hourglass figure.
I had the curly hair that every girl craved.
I had the mesmerizing eyes that boys could stare into for hours.
I had the caring family.
My life seemed perfect.
Why did did this have to happen?
Ren. Ren. Ren.
Why. Why. Why.
I am on the brink of death. In the middle of a hospital ward. I am about to die.
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RandomRen is dying in the middle of a hospital ward, with nothing but vivid memories to keep her company. She relives each memory as each visitor enters her room, as if the memory is actually happening for the first time. An accident has caused Ren to be...