I'll Survive

I'll Survive

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"There was only one way to describe her, gorgeous. Beyond beautiful. She sat there drinking her water and she looked like a goddess. Sure I'd seen hot, pretty, but never gorgeous. She was like a angel but more beautiful and I couldn't stop starring." +++++ Growing up alone in the world is scary. Growing up with cancer and being alone is even more scary. But the scariest thing is when you know that you'll always be alone and when you fall no one will be there to ever catch you. He told me to jump, but I still believed that no one would catch me. But I jumped anyways. And man that was the best choice of my life.
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So I have this thing. Some people would call it a catastrophe; some would call it heart breaking. It also has the name of disease, and heart killer. I call it just cancer. Simple enough as it is, right? Doesn't help that I already had it once before, it just came back to fight harder as ever. I thought it was over. Isn't it though? Don't you give up at that point? Senior year and I'm ready to end my life as a person all together. I'm tired of fighting and might as well give up because there are no chances of me living all together. So as a smart choice I move so when I die no one will know me or care about me. Wouldn't that be the logical choice? I don't want pity. Never liked, never will. So don't tell anyone I have cancer. Ever. Doesn't help that a boy started getting involved with me and snuck under my skin before I even realized what he was doing. What changed me were those few, simple words all together. "I'll love you till the end." That, that was about the time I started caring about life again. And it was all because of him.

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