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Forgetting Sylva
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Complete, First published Jan 24, 2013
Sylva lives her life in constant fear of death: not her own fear, but that of the people around her. Frail and afflicted with a variety of different illnesses, she spends most of her time in bed at home, majority of it with her best friend, Marcus, and her parents. Every night, one of them sleeps with her. They never told her so, but they're scared that when they wake up, she won't wake with them. 

Sylva knows she is dying. She has grown used to the idea of it. But will she have to leave without getting what she's always wanted? Will she let her love for her friend keep her from living the best life she could hope for?
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Forget me. Not.

15 parts Complete

She changed. She wasn't the same. Everything I once loved and knew started falling to pieces. She left me. Moved away. I didn't get to see her for 3 years. "I promise" she told me. "I'll still keep that promise!" Were her last words face to face with me. Her 16th birthday came. It was all fun and jokes, she tried her best to keep in touch with us. 6 months later... She was in the hospital. 24 months have passed... Will she ever wake up? I stayed beside her day and night. In the middle of the night... She made her choice. Everyone awoke. Now I'm standing at your grave with black and red roses in my hand. I hope you're doing fine. Forget me. Not.