Preface

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First of all, thank you for opening and taking the time to read this. I don't usually do author's notes within my stories, but I feel as though this book deserves it.

I first wrote this book when I was seventeen and breaking apart at the seams. It's a capsule of how I felt at the time: almost falling in love for the first time, dealing with the reality of living with a chronic illness, losing someone young, and barely being able to picture a future for myself. I wrote twenty vomit-draft, stream-of-consciousness chapters in one night when things were at their worst. What began as an outlet for frustration, pain, and fear turned into what will probably be one of my first published books, maybe even a professional Sienna Fleegal Film one day.

That being said, I do not have the means to turn this into a manuscript and publish it right now. So I'm posting a loosely edited version here (at least a few chapters' worth). I don't know if my words can help others the way they helped me, but I won't know unless I give you all the chance to read them. 

As always, any feedback, criticism, or discussion about the book is welcome. Thank you if you decide to click onto the next chapter and give one of my original pieces a chance.

Without further ado, I present to you a heartbreaking love story in which a teenager thinks he's lost it all, and a sick boy he's never met that's lived down the street from him his entire life proves him wrong.

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