573 days I've been cooped up. I'm only fifteen, this can't be fair. There was no escape to it, nothing but what I know I will soon feel. Hard as it is for a woman to stand idly by and watch life slip away, along with her lungs, most of her sanity, and her youth, a woman can still manage. And that's just what I've been doing for 573 days. A short story on a dying girl. Enjoy! :)All Rights Reserved
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