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Dear God,

It's finally sunk in, I guess.

I'm dying.

And there isn't anything that's going to change that.

The doctors say I'm in denial.

But I'm not.

I get it.

In 4 months, I'll be 6 feet under.

I'm scared, God.

I'm not going to pretend I'm strong and tell you that I'm fine.

Because you know I'm not.

I'm not fine.

I'm going to die and the thought terrifies me.

Love,

Mackenzie

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