Dear Rowan,
Yesterday, you asked me this. Why was I not around these past afternoons.
Well, the truth is that I've been spending them on treatments and daily checkups. It's already 12th of November and the air is getting nippy. With that kind of weather, I'm starting to wonder if I'll die tomorrow. I can just feel myself getting worse and worse everyday.
Everyday, most people pray they don't die today. Well, its a universal knowledge that people fear death. But in my opinion, it's not death I fear. It's what will happen next. It's leaving the world with an unfinished story. And it bugs me, not knowing that most already know. And I won't ever know because I'll never be there. I'll be remembered but soon enough, the grandchildren of their grandchildren won't ever know me.
I'm being so dramatic these days and it's really not me. Maybe I'm just not ready to accept death.
~Aylie
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Crossed My Mind [Completed√]
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