96 hours they waited to tell me I was dying.
They didn't mean to kill me.
But explaining that the poison of our age was in my body was the cherry on top of my life cake.
They wrote it out as: Cancer
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Teen FictionSkye thought that the party was going to be the best end to her graduation. Her and her best friends thought that life couldn't be better, and that was when everything fell apart. The tragic event leaves Skye with mental and physically injuries. Thr...
