I went to school for a while and the people called me sluts and whores for the rest of the year. I tried to ignore it. They kept on though. I seriously hate Joey. I went home from school to smoke some pot and someone put a rope at my front door with a note that said kill yourself you stupid slut. So I tried. My parents found me and took me to the hospital.
While I was at the hospital, the doctors had to speak with my parents about a few things. For one I had to take anti- depressants and that sucks. Then the doctor and my parents sat down with me and said, "you have cancer, Alison." I can't have cancer in only 14. So I was out of school for a couple months. I Took chemo treatments and had to wear a really ugly hat back to school, but everyone already knew. They called me baldy. They didn't even care that I had cancer.
One day I didn't come back to school. The principal had a memorial service for the people that did like me. I died at age 14 of stage 4 lung cancer.
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Pretty Blue Eyes
Teen FictionThis story is about a young depressed girl with her family that doesn't trust her. Her parents got divorced at a young age and she's been sad ever since. She's not a terrible kid that she's done some terrible stuff and I think kids of all ages shou...
