Heartbreaker in Training

Heartbreaker in Training

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Romance
I never expected to be diagnosed with cancer. I never expected Garyn, and getting close to him. I never expected Adem to be one of my best friends. We don’t expect a lot of things. Kind of like me, and my life as a whole. I never expected my boyfriend to die in a car crash, and then the cancer to take me away three months later, leaving my mom, David, and Lesley alone. I didn't want to go, I just did. We don’t expect that our lives will go to shit, just when they’re going where we want them to. Our lives are sensitive, and at the same time, we’re so hard on them. We put them in danger, on purpose or by fate, and we throw them away just to have a good time. We have to be careful with them, because we only get one of them. One life, one love, and definitely only one shot at making it perfect. And yes, I know you've heard stories on end that talk about losing someone, or dying, or even the side effect of it, but this is my story, and as depressing as it is, enjoy it. We only get one.
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Millions, no trillions, of questions raced through my wandering mind. Why is this happening to me? Why now? How will the boys react? Will I make it? ... Am I going to get my wish of being with my mother again?... Many people always said "be careful what you wish for", and now I see why. I spent the last ten years of my life wishing I was dead, wishing my life would be over, but three words, "You have cancer", changed everything: I don't want to die: I want to live. The ironic thing is that it took a death sentence to make me see the value of life. And now that I actually want to live, I'm probably going to die, but I guess that's just life, right?

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