Prolouge:
This isn't your average everyday story that you read in school or at home.
This isn't a normal everyday love story.
This story could make you smile, laugh, or even cry.
My name is Alisha Crawford, and I was diagnosed with lung cancer when I was 13 years old. I am currently 17, and still struggling to overcome it.
I've always had dreams of the perfect guy, bringing me flowers and kissing me on my forehead, telling me he loves me each and every day. I now believe I will never get that special guy.
I now believe no one will want me, accept me for who I am, or love me like I was their own, all because I'm in a hospital bed, staring at the plain, white ceilings, softly crying to myself each and every night.
Until I met him. Him, his sparkling eyes, his perfectly gelled hair, and his goofy smile that lit up my life, him. Mitchell Hughes, the boy who turned my life around.
Maybe he was the love of my life, I hoped, anyway. I loved him, even if he thought nothing of me.
My mind would ponder of the possibilities of how I could save I love you, when, and where. But everytime I even try, my words come out crooked.
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A/N:
I'm so excited to start up on the fanfiction, and I hope you enjoyed the prolouge! I feel like this fanfiction will have a lot of details, emotionally, dont think about it in a dirty way. xD
The first chapter will be up tomorrow!
-Kimmi
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FanfictionAlisha Crawford was diagnosed with lung cancer when she was just 13. She is now 17, and still fighting it. She has always dreamed of having a perfect boyfriend, but believed her own lies that no one would love her. That's until she met Mitchell Hugh...
