dear diary
this is my eleventh week in high school and school play is finally ready to show up.
and to be honest, i have never been so excited.
it's like i'm living someone else's life.
a cancer-free life.
and sammy is so good playing my brother.
beside the fact that he is anxious to know that i'm that dying girl.
sammy: is it very painful? is it hard to handle?
me: what do you mean?
sammy: cancer. you have the blood cancer.
me: yes? what about it?
sammy: i mean... how can you even stand up?!
me: i'm okay.
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Girl
Short StoryMary's dead. But she's still breathing. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
