60 Days to make it even
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Last published Fri, Sep 25, 2020
Ash was a normal teenager, like everyone else, right? If only that was the truth. He had been living a lie to everyone he knew. When Ash was 14, he had become very ill, only, this illness was not physical. There were no tests or medications to cure it. He was always in the hospital, but they could not do much for him.
Throughout his whole life, he always had very loving and supportive parents. They were there with him when he was in the hospital, and they were there for.. The "other" thing that happened. They would be together forever, like they always thought. They were a generally happy family, that is, until Ash fell sick.
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