Lying
  • Leituras 1,750
  • Votos 82
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 7m
  • Leituras 1,750
  • Votos 82
  • Capítulos 2
  • Tempo 7m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em abr 10, 2016
Six Months.

That's what the doctor told me. I have six more months to live. People who die normally do not know how much time they have left to live. I figured out that I have only six months left to live. 

I always wondered what it would be like to be one of those characters in movies or books who figure out how they have a non-curable cancer. Now, I am figuring out first-handed that it is not something I wanted as a 24 year old. I still have many things I want to do before I die like sky diving, learning how to dance, singing in the rain, screaming my heart out on top of a mountain, showing my true feelings to people I hate, and falling deeply in love. 

Six months left of my life. Instead of trying to cure a non-curable cancer, I am going to accomplish the things I want. As I do the things I always wanted to do, I realize I am actually lying my way through and falling deeply in love with a guy named Tristan.
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