Who I was
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"Was it worth it?" That's the one question that floated through my mind constantly after that day. The day that I dressed up and went to a party, that seemed like the best in the world at the time. I wasn't thinking about my family or the last thing I said to them. Something in my mind told me to stop dancing and think, but I paid it no mind. That all changed when I answered my brother's call for the first time in days. "Hello" " We needed you." "What's going on" "I'm so sorry. We can't talk for long, but whatever you do don't beat yourself up too much. We love y- *BANG* "Dion, no- DION" "Please"
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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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