Depression isn't a side effect of cancer it's a side effect of dying.... I'm Thalia and I'm dying there's nothing much to say I only have one friend because of it ,but it's ok. "Thalia" I heard a loud scream coming from down stairs. "Yes"I yelled. "Your coming to this concert with me" brisa said. "No I'm not" I disagree. "Mom please back me up" I yelled. " I think You should go" she said. "Mom" I yelled in anger. "What! you have been cooped up in this house all week" she said. " well it kind of hard to walk around and dance when your lugging around a 10 pound oxygen tank" I said in a obnoxious tone. "Whatever your going" she said. I sighed "ok". "Get dressed" brisa yelled. I got dress in a black sweater with a hood,black jeans and black converses. I tried to cover up the tubs that led to my nostrils.
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