Yesterday's Song Is Death.

Yesterday's Song Is Death.

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., févr. 4, 2016
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Music. We all love it. The whole world does. We use it to express ourselves and to feel other emotions. we love music. Its part of our society. Until it can hurt us. "Raven Cambridge, 15 years if age, female, pronounced dead at o' three hundred hours yesterday the twelfth. . ." Every one in my living room had their eyes on me as the news reporter kept reading off a paper sitting in front him. I sat no less than two feet from the television, with my legs crossed, my figures ripping at the carpet. My whole body leaned forward, my tear filled eyes stared intently at the screen. I waited for the reporter to continue. For him to tell me how the love of my life had died. even though I already knew the answer... it was her music. Her music killed her.
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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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