My life was ending.. Yet it was beginning

My life was ending.. Yet it was beginning

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'I held my breath as I sat upon the examining table at the doctor waiting for her to come in and tell me what was wrong. I was dressed in a blue hospital gown and swinging my feet. The door opens. She walks in her clipboard hugged to her chest looking at the floor until she stood in front of me. She looked into my hazel eyes with her blue eyes. They were glassy looking, the salty liquid threatening to spill from her eyes. ''Charlie...'' she began as a tear fell from her eyes leaving a wet streak going down her cheek. ''Please tell me already. Is it anything serious on not Marcia?" I said wanting it straight forward. Though I think I know the answer. "Charlie. You have cancer.'' -------- Meet Charlie, shed attends Mackuver(mack- ooooo-ver) high. She was a normal healthy girl. Or she had thought she was until she gets dizzy spells and faints often. When she goes to the doctor she gets the worst news possible. Charlie has stage 2 leukemia and could possibly only have 6 months.
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