My Cancer Story with Magcon Boys
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  • Reads 20,628
  • Votes 255
  • Parts 20
  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Jul 01, 2014
My name is Arabella Muñoz. I have long brown curly hair, green eyes, thin and I'm very plain looking. I'm 16 years old and three months ago I was diagnose with cancer. I didn't really care about the fact that I was dying... Not until I met a group of loud and annoying yet very attractive guys. Apparently they're famous or something. At first I give little thought to them but as a got to know them things changed my mind drastically....

Will she learn to trust? Will she learn to love? And if so, who will win her heart?But most importantly, will she survive?..... Nahh she won't ;) jk even I dunno know that yet.....

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I'll Love You Till the End

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So I have this thing. Some people would call it a catastrophe; some would call it heart breaking. It also has the name of disease, and heart killer. I call it just cancer. Simple enough as it is, right? Doesn't help that I already had it once before, it just came back to fight harder as ever. I thought it was over. Isn't it though? Don't you give up at that point? Senior year and I'm ready to end my life as a person all together. I'm tired of fighting and might as well give up because there are no chances of me living all together. So as a smart choice I move so when I die no one will know me or care about me. Wouldn't that be the logical choice? I don't want pity. Never liked, never will. So don't tell anyone I have cancer. Ever. Doesn't help that a boy started getting involved with me and snuck under my skin before I even realized what he was doing. What changed me were those few, simple words all together. "I'll love you till the end." That, that was about the time I started caring about life again. And it was all because of him.