Hiraeth
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A simple poem that my friend made when I was nine. I found it in his closet when we had to clean up his room. He died because of lung cancer last August 8, 2013. Ry, I hope you are in a better place.
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goodbye
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16 year old Lucille Dun gets diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and has less than a month to live. All she wants is a normal life so she makes the tough decisions of not telling her friends. See how her perspective changes after she finds out about her 2-3 week death time limit and how her friends react when she leaves a note for them after her death day. (My writing skills are better than my descriptive skills) Really sad story, it's based off a dream i had. I'm not to sure if these facts about cancer are true or not but I tried to do some research on it. But this story is mostly made for the reveal of the notes and not as much of other genres.

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