Our freedom flew away

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Reads 513
Votes 19
Parts 4
Time 1h 2m

Cassandra 'Cassie' Lightwood and May Scott are two young girls, deeply in love. They only thing ruining their happiness is cancer. While May is facing ALL – Acute Lymphotic Leukemia, Cassandra fights against CC – Colorectal Cancer. Will their fight end right or will it all come to an end before their life is able to start?
    
    'I want to be remembered as the girl who used to make everybody smile, no matter how weak she was,' she whispers weakly and closes her eyes, 'I want to be remembered as the one who fought a battle and lost because she rescued someone else. I want to be remembered because I was the one who fell in love with someone with cancer and died because she did.'
    'No darling, keep on fighting,' her mother says, but it doesn't help.
    'I'm sorry I had to put you through this,' the girl's weak voice says. Her eyes fly open and she clinches her hands into fists, like she wants to fight. Her eyelids close and her hands relax.
    'No,' her mother says and hugs the cold body of the girl she raised, but died too soon.All Rights Reserved

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Cassandra 'Cassie' Lightwood and May Scott are two young girls, deeply in love. They only thing ruining their happiness is cancer. While May is facing ALL – Acute Lymphotic Leukemia, Cassandra fights against CC – Colorectal Cancer. Will their fight end right or will it all come to an end before their life is able to start?
    
    'I want to be remembered as the girl who used to make everybody smile, no matter how weak she was,' she whispers weakly and closes her eyes, 'I want to be remembered as the one who fought a battle and lost because she rescued someone else. I want to be remembered because I was the one who fell in love with someone with cancer and died because she did.'
    'No darling, keep on fighting,' her mother says, but it doesn't help.
    'I'm sorry I had to put you through this,' the girl's weak voice says. Her eyes fly open and she clinches her hands into fists, like she wants to fight. Her eyelids close and her hands relax.
    'No,' her mother says and hugs the cold body of the girl she raised, but died too soon.

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