Never Forgotten

Never Forgotten

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13 year old Melody has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. This short story follows the journey of her and her mother. This draft was written when I was 15 years old. I am going to rewrite it and make it much more accurate than it is currently so any feedback is very highly appreciated.
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