Dear Rowan,
I'm scared. I'm scared to die without even fighting. I hear doctors talk. If they don't get a blood donor same as mine, I might worsen. The cancer cells might just overcome my body, and I'll die.
I need you by my side. Chemo is working but without a blood donor, I don't think chemo matters.
I hate it. I hate dying like this. I'm a proud person, and being so useless wounds my pride. I need help, Rowan. And if help doesn't come soon, then, I'd want to spend my dying days with you.
~Aylie
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Crossed My Mind [Completed√]
Short StoryHighest Story Ranking: #905 5/18/17 "Dear Rowan, I wanted you to notice how much I loved you. But I guess you won't ever know now. By the time you received this letter, I'm gonna regret not telling you h...