No cards, hardly any visits, and no progress. Both of us have basically lost hope. I don't keep track of time anymore. A day? A week? A month? A year? Doesn't matter we'll both die anyways. I hope he doesn't die though. He's so funny and I wish I could see what he looked like. He won't even tell me his name. I still think about that cute boy too. His face is starting to fade away, but he kind of gives me a hope, thinking about him.
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Chance
RomanceA girl is told that she has cancer and not a good chance to beat it. On her way to start treatment she crossed paths with someone who'd change her life forever.
