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If you suddenly discover that you have only 60 days to live? What will you do? Will you be gloomy? Ariel Stuart is a sweet 18 yr old girl who lives her life carefree. Her world revolves around her parents, elder brother and besties. Ariel's world collapses when she discovers that a deadly disease will eat up her life in just 60 days. Discover the sadness, happiness, anger and sorrow which a person with terminal disease goes through. Ariel will realize what life truly is, strangely in just the last 60 days of her life while making and fulfilling her own exclusive and exotic wishlist. COVER CREDIT:Eminence Graphic Shop @Anoralily STARTED ON 25 NOVEMBER 2020 COMPLETED ON 25 DECEMBER 2020
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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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