I had a stroke last night. Sadly I survived, but it pushes back my recovery process so that sucks. The doctors say I've been here for almost a year now, can you imagine? They tell me the boy who used to be next to me is still recovering. And I also still haven't stopped thinking about that cute, cute boy that I just noticed a year ago. Who knows he might be popular, or moved, or just completely different now. A lot changes in a year. Yet I'm still sitting in the same bed and I still have cancer.
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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.
