❝ I said it's been a long time
Since someone looked at me that way
It's like you knew me
And all the things I couldn't say ❞
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"I'm sorry, Grace, but your daughter has cancer."
The same sentence droned on in my head, making me suffocate in my own misery. I sat in the chair, gripping the arm rests tightly; knuckles white. I never in a million years would have thought I'd be in the position I was in now. I'm only twelve, how could this happen to me? Why? I was a good student, a fantastic daughter. . . I didn't deserve this.
"Are you absolutely positive? Are you sure?"
"We're absolutely sure. We made her take the tests several times. We didn't want to believe it ourselves, honey."
My mother. I had no idea how she was taking all of this, I couldn't find the words to ask her anything. She worked as a nurse here, so she was quite familiar with all of the nurses and doctors. They loved her, and treated me as if I was some kind of celebrity. My eyes were wide, my heart feeling as if it'd burst out of my chest at any moment. That's when the thought hit me. . .
I'm going to die. . . aren't I?
YOU ARE READING
together ✖ l.h
FanfictionAt the frail age of twelve, Madeline Poppy Rider was diagnosed with cancer. Visiting the hospital more than she visits her relatives, she grew sick of the white plaster walls. Hearing more and more terrible things from her doctors, she knew in her b...
