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The Bucket List
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Ongoing, First published May 20, 2015
Cancer. An ugly 6 letter word. You think it happens to only other people. Wrong. 

Brain cancer flips Melyssa Court's life upside down. Days are full of fear, defeat, hopelessness. In desperation, she writes up a small bucket list for herself-that quickly blooms into something much larger. And as the looming last bullet point on her list gets nearer and nearer, it's dreaded even more.

To accept that she is going to die.
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