Tatum
I hadn't seen Bones this happy since the day he got his very first chest binder and pride flag. The wide grin, sparkling eyes, and stimming hands. After so many months of seeing him hate his own life, all I can see now is the happy boy I knew.
At the same time it hurt.
Bones, who I really considered like my younger brother at this point, was happy and smiling...
But I knew that smile would only last for a few days.
I pause on that thought for a moment, going over it in my head at least six times.
I couldn't care less if he is going to be gone in two days..
I care that he will be smiling while he goes.
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Fifteen Minutes
Teen FictionImagine you were told you only had two days left to live, and you feel as if you had only wasted your entire life away. This quickly became reality for Cancer patient Brett Kelly (or as his best friends call him, Bones). after five months of chemo a...
