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My Bucket List

My Bucket List

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Evelyn harper enters her senior year of high school with high hopes for her future, maybe she'll make some friends this year. Maybe she'll get higher than an F on her math test, and maybe, just maybe she can get into college But dreams can't always come true, when she is diagnosed with stage four brain cancer. She has an Aliobastoma tumor which spreads quickly across her brain which simply means she can die.......... At any time. Her dreams drop dead, and she looses all possible hope, so she decides to make a bucket list. A list of things she'll do before she dies!!! How cool is that?!
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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.

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