I was told 3 months ago I had an inoperable tumor in my heart. And if I had a healthy lifestyle, I had 5 months left to live. My name is Levi. And this is my story. About 3 and a half months ago, I drunkenly fell into a tree and scraped my body up pretty bad because the tree had thorns. My boyfriend made me go to the hospital just to make sure I would get an infection and I hadn't done any real damage when I fell. Since protocol ensures that I get everything done, they were listening to my heart and heard a slight murmur. Just to make sure I hadn't had any internal injuries, I went and I got an MRI scan. My life was never the same after that. Doctors came and told me I had a huge tumor on my heart, and it was probably inoperable. They could try to remove it. But it would only give me more time to live, or kill me. They said I had 5 months to live. Well I'm down to 1 and a half months now and still don't know how to tell me best friend Ria. But I don't want to. She has been to hell, come back, and sent right back to hell again. I feel like if she knows she's going to lose me, I'm going to lose her. I love her like a sister and I can't lose her before I die.
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The Last Train
RomanceRia is a young girl in love, who's life keeps getting tossed and turned by fate. Levi is a boy who's life is almost over, his chance at "living" requires Ria to do it for him. And Lara, she struggles to come to terms with being so in love and not be...
