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The School Life Of An Idiot
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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2016
Yes, yes I know this book doesn't have a nice cover. And I know this description sucks. But if you give me a chance I'll make sure you have a lot of laughs at how stupid and relatable my life in school is. So this is a book about myself about the things that I have experienced while in school. Most if not all of them will be in the present. But some of them will be when I was in middle school. Just a heads up I'm in high school now. Anyway yeah... this is my book and if you want to read go ahead I promise it won't be too bad.
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I'll Love You Till the End

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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.