The Bucket List
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How does one even begin to describe Clementine Young? She was so much more than technically pretty, or technically smart. She was a dreamer.
Clementine Young was the kind of girl who refrained from people. An introvert, scared to death of affection for mysterious purposes, obsessed with and focused on one simple goal: Her bucket list. For all the time I'd known Clementine Young, that bucket list was her top priority. She never worked, rested, slept, ate, or did anything without that list on her mind. Every penny she'd ever earned was put away to fund it. Fifty items, fifty dreams. Fifty suicide attempts, and a two year sentence to a mental hospital in tow. Nobody saw it coming, and nobody knew why.
That Clementine Young was a mystery above all else, shrouded in her past, her own thoughts, her memories. When bad news hit her hard, when she discovered she was dying, she couldn't have cared less about her bucket list. Not one stray thought lead it's way back to that list that she once held dear. She may have given up on her dream, but there was no way in hell I was going to let her die hollow. I wanted her to feel alive. So that's exactly what I did.
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