Ashley's POV
Today I went to the doctor with mom.
I was in the waiting room with her. Leslie was at home with her home school teacher.
The doctor came. The same one that told us the bad news. He just became an inch shorter his hair was more white and he still had those blue eyes...
"I'm afraid I have bad news...'' he says. He took a chair nearby and sat on it. He faced the both of us.
"What is it?" my mom whispered quietly looking down
I face him and those eyes look at mine. Then he turns away to look at my mom crying now.
"Leslie,...'' he says grabbing his clip board tight. "She has little time left to live"
"How much?" I say painfully at him
"a week or two" he says silently
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That day, me and mom were discussing in the kitchen
I put my arms on the kitchen island and sloch on the stool while I look at mom serving some pasta on a plate for me.
It was night time, 9:36 pm and Leslie was sleeping upstairs.
"Life is cruel...'' I suddenly say
Mom turns around and faces me. Her eyes softened and said,
"I know sweetheart but..." then she cried I swiftly stood up and ran to her and hugged her tightly. She squezzed me tight.
"I'm sorry mom. I shouldn't of had said that. Sorry" I cried a little. She soothed my hair and I pushed away. Her mascara already got ruined because of her tears.
'One or two weeks' I thought
"What are we going to say to Leslie?" I asked
"Well tell her nothing" she said quickly.
"What?"
"You know," she says wiping her tears off of her "Lets make her last days special, sweetheart"
I thought about it. Maybe mom was right.
If we told Leslie the truth, then Leslie would just be sitting there waiting for her death. We should make her last days unforgettable.
"For Leslie..."
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Short StoryThe idea of this story has hit me square to the face when I watched one of my favorite novellas on television. Leslie Garcia has been a sweet little 9 year old girl and then her world is crushed when she finds out she suddenly has cancer. Everyone i...
