The Bad Things In Life
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Last published Thu, Jun 13, 2013
Cancer. That dark cloud everyone fears and hates with an intense passion. No one really believes it would happen to them. But it can, and it did. Nobody would have guessed it- Shawn was always such a happy go lucky, funny person. Not a damaged,sick person.But we all have our secrets.
-This is a Psych fanfic. Most chapters will be on my fanfiction.net account, AnInternetConnection before they make it on here.-
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