The Other Half
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Hi. My name is Monica Jules, but most people call me Mon. And by most people i mean my mom and dad. I would say friends but i don't really have friends. But then, who would like to be friends with 17 year old depressed girl who is, plus to my un-attractiveness, half dead. Yea, you heard well. At the age of 15 I was diagnosed with brain cancer, and they said, i quote: "There is no chance you are going to live more than 5 years" So yea, that kind of sucked but i guess I'm okay with it.. I'm practically dead. And reading The Fault in Our Stars kinda gave me strength and hope for some time. I connected with Hazel in some way. I understood what she was going trough. And I was hoping to find a love like that, but then again, that's a fiction, and that's all made up. But I wish, before I die, even in my last minutes, to find someone who will be my 'always', complete my life, make me happy and answer to my questions. Okay?
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