Serena Mass

Serena Mass

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Can you hear that? No? It's a drip. drip. drip. Can you feel that? No? It's the pain. pain. pain. Can you see that? No? It's all red. red. red. Can you smell that? No? It's just rot. rot. rot. Can you guess what it is? No? It's Death. And I, Serena Mass, am well acquainted with it. But then again, aren't we all? Death knows us all, hurts us all and affects us all. But I'm only half way dead, and a long way off of it at the same time. Because I am a half-vampire. A monster. A leader. A hunter.
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"I'm sorry, James. The tests were positive. You have cancer," the doctor said. In that moment, I felt my entire world crumble. Everything I knew, everything I loved, I would have to say goodbye to. How was this even fair? I'm 23 years old, I haven't lived yet, haven't experienced much, and yet I was going to die. I might have just given up completely if it wasn't for her. She is the only reason I am still alive, yet she can't know of my disease. She can't know anything. I just have to pretend that everything is going to be okay before I have to say goodbye, before I run out of time.

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