As I slide my feet closer to the edge of the cliff the rocks beneath my feet start to crumble, In that moment of time all I can do is stare down to the bottom of the rocky edge and wonder how life would go on without me, how my funeral would be, how much my Father would cry, or if anybody would actually miss me. Of course I'm not actually going to jump.
I should be getting back to the hospital before my nurse comes out looking for me, I wouldn't want her to find me standing on the edge of a cliff, she'd actually think I'm going to commit suicide I mean I couldn't blame her for thinking that,
my life sucks.
The walk back to the hospital was long, but I didn't mind that, the longer the walk, the longer I don't have to deal with the smell of the hospital or the crying of parents who's kids are dying of cancer. I know that sounds a little harsh, but I don't like being reminded that I too am a kid dying of cancer .
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Ariel
Short StoryI can't really put the story into words, but it's basically about a girl named Ariel, who has heart cancer. I don't want to spoil the story, so I'm going to leave it at that Let me know if you guys like it, and if I should write a second chapter ☺️
