"Bijou, listen to me honey, don't cry..." my mother said in a lulling tone, "You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be just fine..."
I was 9, and I'd just gotten diagnosed.
I was afraid.
I'd heard what the doctors were saying, and I started bawling.
But my mother told me to be strong.
She told me that I was gonna be okay.
"We're gonna get through this, sweetheart...I promise..."
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The Boy Who Couldn't Say "I Love You"
KurzgeschichtenHis best friend since primary school has leukemia. He's in love with her, but doesn't know how to tell her. And when he finally gets the courage, it's already too late.
