Dear Rowan,
Fuck leukemia! In a few days, I'll be starting chemo therapy and I'll need a blood donor. I don't even know my blood type!
I've read a lot of stories about cancer and some just really never work. And that's what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid of dying. I admit it. And I can't help but curse anyone up there who's doing this to me. Like, what did I ever do? How bad is my sin that I have to be punished like this?
Yesterday, the doctor informed us about it. It's so ironic spending my new year on a hospital when I'm already dying and thinking that a new year will begin without me.
~Aylie

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