Counting down the days to go

Counting down the days to go

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Dr. Johnson refused to look me in the eyes, no matter how intently I stared at him. He fiddled with his pen before sighing and looking to his clipboard. "Gerard... I--" "Tell me." He finally dared to bring his gaze to mine. "6 months." I felt sick to my stomach. Scratch that, I was already throwing up. The nurse ran to my side and held up a trash can as I emptied my stomach of the little food I had eaten. Once my stomach was completely empty, I wiped off my mouth and looked back to the doctor. "I'm so sorry, Gerard. You're so young. You have so much to live for." I felt tears sting my eyes and I covered my face. I didn't dare look away from my palms until the clicking of loafers had faded. 182 days. 182 days and I will meet my doom. What a great way to start off my summer break.
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This is a story I wrote years ago. It is horrible but I plan on redoing it eventually. All feedback is accepted and criticism is welcome!

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