To A Good Life Hazel Grace

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                        " Chapter 8 "

" Grace, please go to sleep. " I say tiredly as I rock Grace at three in the morning. She's six months, but still wakes me up every night and won't let me get some sleep. I already feel dizzy and out of breath, Grace sure does know how to make me feel worse.

I feed Grace and watched her blankly. Her dark hair is growing in fast and her blue eyes are beautiful, just like my love, Augustus. He's been gone for more than a year. I wish I could see him again and see his handsome face and cuff it between my hands and kiss his soft lips. It's hard loosing your only love, most of life is hard. I thought I was the one who was going to die first apparently not.

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