As the door closed, my world started spinning. Everything became a blur. I felt like my feet were no longer on a flat surface but I was in a giant circular ball instead. I had to brace myself by leaning up against the door. It took a moment for it all to sink in. Kylie, the most beautiful girl that the planet has ever known had brain cancer. Cancer. People die when they have cancer. Kylie was going to die. I slid down the door. It was a slow and painful travel to the floor as it all sunk in.