In the middle of English, while doing a paper my headache slowly felt like it was coming back. Then bam. Full force.
I gasped. This felt worse than before. I bit down on my lip.
Shane and Jacks bickering was ear splitting. I practically hissed at them to shut up. People whispering made my head hurt worse. Even the sound of pencil on paper killed.
I jumped up from my chair. Camille looked concerned. I forced a smile to reassure her.
"Can I go to the nurse?" Of coarse I could. I didn't even have to ask but I did, it would be weird if I just ran out the door.
"Yes" she barely even looked up at me.
The pain was so intense that I felt tears forming. I practically ran towards the nurses office.
I couldn't make down there. The pain in my head was too much. I walked into the hallway near the bathrooms and sat down.
I felt like I was going to throw up. I laced my fingers through my hair and squeezed my eyes shut.
My brain felt like it was about to explode. I couldn't deal.
I saw a tall figure approach me "Hey! Sara what are you doing?"
Spots began to cloud my vision and I started leaning to the side "Sara? Sara get up! SARA?"
Everything went black.
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Sincerely, Sara
Teen FictionSara Trithe is 14, and her life is finally seeming to come together, when it falls apart. Sara has a cancerous brain tumor and limited days ahead of her. How long can she keep her secret, and her life?