Part 4

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"Who knew we would end up like this"

I went visiting him every day of the week the last 6 months. When he lies in that bed, he is so vulnerable. He was looking so pale and I knew he was to weak to do anything. Even breathing was hard. I talked to him about things at school and home and just regular stuff.

I was making a photo book for his birthday. The photos from our first schooltrip together and all the ones after that, crazy funny photos we took at home and in class. So that he had all our good memories in one place and if he felt bad he could look at them and see what a wonderful life he had. Also if it stopped to early.
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We are 5 months later now and it doesn't look good. The stopped the treatment because it isn't working anymore. It were the most heaviest months of my entire life. I wanted to make him laugh and forget about all of this just a moment but at the same time i felt so depressed. Every time my phone rang my heart stopped beating for a moment. I was scared the whole time, I just couldn't think about losing him and I couldn't accept it.
He was so happy with my photobook, tears were rolling down his face when he saw the pictures. It was hard to see him like that, I still wasn't used to see him crying. His parents were holding up great I think, I don't know how they were doing it but they did it. They were strong for him and supported him in every step he took.

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