Teenage series: Leukemia

Teenage series: Leukemia

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Ewww!" He spat. "Me? Like you? I'd rather date a horse than date an ugly thing like you!" He seethed before forcefully pushing her on the floor, she landed with a thud. "It was all a dare. All a stupid dare I didn't want to do but I just had to. I mean, are you that dumb?. You knew I didn't like, you knew that I've never liked you." He said with anger and disgust. Have you ever felt like you had all the time in the world but then you realize that you don't have much time at all. That was how Fiona felt when her situation become worse and all she could do was lay in the hospital. So much regrets and wishes. Maybe, just maybe, if she had known, she would have spent her time doing much more better things. Then there's her crush, Kelechi. Turns out what she thought might have been hers, was never hers at all. But it's already too late. Did Fiona finally get her happily ever after or did it end in tears?. How does Fiona's story end? Find out! ©Do not copy! Ranked #2 in Nigeria 21/08/21 Ranked #3 in Nigeria 14/10/21😌 Thank you for all your votes and comments. I appreciate it!
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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❀ ©2019

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