The angel in person. At least that's what I thought ...

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It was a Monday. I hate mondays. But it was the first Monday in my new school. Luckily I had a break from the cancer. The last chemotherapy was 3 months ago. My hair grew fast. I put on my things, the vans, my tshirt and my bracelet. It was incredibly important to me ... My parents were not home as usual, so I had it all to myself. I put on some make-up and went off. I was a little nervous. Nervous that someone finds out. 7:30 am. 7:31 am. ... When I arrived, I was not overwhelmed. In came from Los Angeles. There were huge schools and tall buildings. I did not think much of big cities. But well. That was my life. I now have math with some Mrs. Fischer. The teachers knew. They would take care of me. How I hate it. Hate that my father thinks, just because I have cancer, even mentally ill. I went into the hallway of high school and I noticed an instant ... She had beautiful blonde hair and a bright smile. If I were a boy, I would go crazy. But I'm up for boys. But, so far it did not work. I was not here to meet guys. Although I would wish for it. Out of sheer thinking, I overlooked the pretty blonde as she began to speak in her angelic voice: "Hello Aurora, I'm Amy, so you're the new one." Her teeth were white as marble.
"Yes. That's me." I said.

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