Michael
"What do you have?" I ask Luke, who lied in his bed with the covers pulled up to his chin.
"Osteosarcoma." Luke replied. "You?"
"Leukemia." I say.
Luke sighed. "You know I don't have any legs anymore."
"What?"
Luke threw the sheets off of himself to expose what he had left of both his legs.
Both taken right above where the knee would be.
"I'm so sorry."
Why couldn't have God saved him?
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God|| muke au
Fanfictionin which Michael hates God and Luke thinks Michael looks like a god. Story idea credits: queenskeleton © thefault_in_5sos 2016
