Dream: 'Lost Hope'

Chapter 1

      As you already know, I have cancer, I've been released around 5 months ago, and sadly it's spread. It's really hard, you know? But you don't know how hard it is. Especially for a teen fighting against her fate who's life used to be perfect, well that's what people thought.

My life was never perfect. Not even close.

As a child, my parents got a divorce and my mother left me. My mother was an amazing woman, amazing wife, amazing mother. She was the reason I'm still carrying on after all the burden life's put on me. Just remembering her and her words is enough to get me through another rough day in life. She was the 'bestest' friend that I could ever have, she was with me through thick and thin.

"But if she loved you so much, why'd she leave you? Why'd she leave me? That's right, she doesn't love any of us, she doesn't love you, you burden of a child."  Are the words that come out of my dad's mouth everyday. He would always try to manipulate me into thinking my mother was a bad person, he would mentally abuse me. This time I'm not coming back home just to have my heart shatter into a million pieces out of the shattered million pieces my chest already contains.

I'll be going anywhere except back 'home'. It just makes me cry as my life used to be the definition of living a dream and now I'm just dreaming the dream that won't ever come true. But I don't want to cry, for mom. Mother always said to smile even in times where it seems there's no light, because maybe being broken is the only way to let the light in. I want to be smiling for my mother, as I promised on the last few moments that I ever got to see her anymore that one day we'll see each other again, and that day I promised I'll be wearing a big smile, fake or not.

Well, I've been zoning out here just trying to rethink my life, I didn't even realize that it's already time.

But wait,

Where will I stay? It's not like I have any friends here anymore...

Crap, I'll have to stay on the streets

Wait, there's a tiny cottage over there..

'It's so disgusting here..' I would think, but also 'Shut up, you ungrateful little brat. At least be thankful that you have somewhere to stay.' 'Yeah, yeah whatever stupid'

Heh.. I talk to myself.. Don't be suprised that I'm desperate for help.

I take the cloth on the floor and spread it so I could get some sleep.. This.. Is... Pretty.... Nice..

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I wake up and see a figure sitting down beside me waiting for me to wake up..

"Oh, you finally woke up." A familiar voice said

"Who are you?! Get out!" I shout

"Excuse me miss, but if you didn't know I am the owner of this rubbish home. Now, would you please get out?" He replied

"Oh.. well, sorry? Could I at least just stay here?" I replied even though I knew he wouldn't let me after just screaming at him like this was my house

"Ugh.." He replied

"Fine"

To be conitnued...