This is cruel

This is cruel

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This is cruel I am going to get tested for cancer at the age of 20 in the hospital that negligence caused my grandfather to die and I don't know how I'm going to walk into the front door, it's seriously killing me! It is currently 1:38am and I have to be up by 7am to drive to the hospital during rush hour which is located about 45 minutes from my city. Not only do I have a long car ride to think on the fact that I'm going to this hospital where my grandfather died not even 6 months ago, I have to go alone because of COVID, now I know I'm not a child, but... To continue reading go here:- https://vigyaa.io/this-is-cruel-1e585ce1/
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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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