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I don't remember much from my childhood it seems all blank from what I can see. That's until I reached the age of 6 when I was diagnosed with stage 3 cancer it was the worst point of my life. In and out of the hospital sick all the time I luckily survived, in fact the doctors called me a miracle. There wasn't really any illnesses I had after I was cured. In fact it was so strange the doctors ran test after test on me in the hospital to see if they can find a cure. So much I practically lived at there.
         One night my mom was saying something about wanting me to be taken home and for no more tests to be run on me but that's when something scary happened my dad was holding my mom back while she was screaming and crying when two bulky men came up behind them and took them away and I didn't see them for 3 years. After that the doctors finally gave up and my mom finally got to take me home.
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        "Coming mom!" I screamed down the stairs. I ran out of the bathroom dashing down to the ground floor.

     "I can't believe my little baby is going to be 16 tomorrow!" She said with a happy~frown like face.

       "I know mom." I said with a sigh. My mom drove me to the bus stop and dropped me off after giving me a kiss on the cheek and a quick hug. "Mom you're embarrassing me!"

        "I know!" She said like she was proud of it. I rolled my eyes as she drove off to work. My best friend in her old blue Converse™️ jumped right in front of me, her beanie almost flying off.

"Shit girl you almost 16 lucky I've gotta wait another year." She sighed. Oh yah did I mention she's a genius and skipped a grade. So she just turned 15 last month. She is really pretty, her hair has beautiful highlights and the tips of her hair naturally get blonder, she can draw really good and has been in many different competitions, and can dance like a fucking swan.

       "Well you're a genius so I would say it's a pretty good that you're younger than me. We both chuckled.

      "You may have not skipped a grade but you're pretty smart." She said now getting serious with a small blush. I just smiled and thanked her for the compliment. I could feel I had made her nervous again what was I doing she always would get uncomfortable or nervous around me out of no where and look away. Anyway the bus pulled up and we did our regular shit before getting to school.

          We opened the doors and Naruto ran down the hallways pissing off pretty much everyone. She smiled. She always looked cute when she smiled. I wish I could be as pretty as her I thought as we ran. When I walked into my class I tripped causing my teachers coffee to spill over on to the floor she was infuriated. I stood up.

           "I'm sorry I would undo that if I could." I said before I went back to the moment of us walking into the classroom and the coffee hadn't been spilled. What?! I thought to myself as I looked down at my hands in shock. And I passed by the coffee and it didn't spill. That must had been some weird déjà vu. I sat down and placed my bag on my lap grabbing all my needed materials then placing it on the floor.

             The day went on as usual and that's when a boy ran out of the school crying so I followed trying not to look like a stalker. None of my methods working. When he stood in front of some tracks and when a train came he jumped. All I could do was scream but when I did something crazy happened. I went back  to before he had died and when I saw him jumped I reached out and grabbed his wrist. He looked at me and a small smile gathered on his face.

            "You care?" He asked. I wasn't 100% sure what he meant but I got the idea.

          "Yes you're such a nice kid I'd hate to see you throw your life away." I reassured him.

          "You know that's all I needed for one person to care." He said with the happiest expression. He began to cry. I held him close to my chest and we just sat there in front of the tracks for about an hour. I then told him we should go back so I don't miss the bus but told him that he was free to ride my bus. He nodded.

         I got home sat on my bed and broke a vase intentionally. I immediately regretted it and then I went back and it was whole again. So this was real I'm not crazy. I said right before I passed out.

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