After the visit to the hospital, we went to our house, the doctor only told me that I could get cure but I had to go to Brooklyn city since in there was one of the best and closest stomach cancer doctor.
"we are going to move to Brooklyn tomorrow morning so go pack" my father said as he got off the car.
I stayed on the car for at least five minutes before I got down and walked to my room.
I laid on the bed and looked up to my color blue ceiling.
I did wanted to get cure or treated but we had lots of problems, my mother died five months ago and we had to waste all of our earnings to buried her, we haven't paid our house bills, my father left his job since I started calling him about my constant stomach pain
I slowly got up and went to my closet, I took out my luggage and began filling it with my cloth.
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1 Year Of Beautiful Disasters
РазноеAnnalisa white is a very shy and quiet person but every changes when they detect her stomach cancer at the age thirteen, she stops her treatment at the age of fifteen after noticing that his father had more problems than before.
