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I'm sitting in my room at the doctors. I have a patient gown on because I had to get a CT scan. I've been getting headaches for a while now. They keep getting worse, so I decided it was time to get it checked out. The doctor walks in breaking me from my thoughts. "I'm afraid I have some bad news, Ms. Williams. You have stage 5 brain cancer. We can try doing chemotherapy to help make you more comfortable, but I'm afraid we can't get rid of it." she says coldly. "How long do I have." my voice cracking at every word. I'm holding back tears. "4 months, but the last month will hardly be livable," she said while gazing at me with shielded eyes. "I'd like to try chemotherapy." I croaked out. "Okay, I'll put you down for next Friday," she said walking out of the door. I instantly burst into tears. Once I started to calm down I changed back into my clothes and left. I sat down on my motorcycle, contemplating how I was going to tell my best friend, Roman, about my depressing news.
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To Roman:
Hey, I got some news from the doctor.
From Roman:
Okay. Where do you wanna meet up?
To Roman:
Meet me at our old treehouse in 10.
From Roman:
That bad? I'll be there.
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I threw on my helmet and started to drive to the woods where my secret hide-out was.
Once I got to the woods I hopped off my bike and started walking through the familiar greenery. Roman was already in the treehouse when I finished climbing up the rope ladder. "Hey," Roman said with a small smile. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I blurted out, " I have brain cancer, and I've got 3 livable months left." He stayed there sitting on the floor shocked for what seemed like forever. "Luna, I'm so sorry." His eyes were filled with sadness. Rome got up and hugged me. I started crying, and he hugged me tighter. He rubbed small circles into my back, trying to calm me down. "Thank you, Rome," I said pulling away to look him in the eyes. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and gave me a weak smile. I tried to smile back, but it quickly faded. "Do you have a bucket list?" Rome questioned. "No, why?" "Because I want to help you live the next 3 months to the fullest." "Okay," I responded. I pulled out a little notebook and started a list:
Bucket List
1) Go Cliff Diving
2) Get a Dog
3) Go Surfing
4) Learn to Play Guitar
5) Go Clubbing
6) Dance in the Rain
7) Fly in a Hot-Air Balloon
8) Write a Book
9) Stay a Night in the Treehouse
10) Star Gaze on a Rooftop
11) Get a Tattoo
12) Plan My Own Funeral
13) Give to the Homeless
14)Lose My Virginity
15) Save Someone's Life
"Here," I said handing the notebook to Rome. He looked over it a few times. "We should try to get 5 things done every month," he suggested. "That sounds like a good plan."
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Running Out of Time
Teen Fiction21 year old Luna Williams finds out she has stage 5 brain cancer. She's told she only has about 4 months left to live, and that the last month she would probably spend in the hospital. She breaks the news to her best friend Roman. He's devastated bu...
