Haven't you ever just wished for a perfect life? Where everything is like a cake walk, no disasters happening along the way? Yeah, that's me. I'm definitley that girl, wishing for the perfect life all the time. Perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect boyfriend... perfect everything. Perfect will NEVER happen in my life. I mean NEVER. Danger lurks around every corner I turn, every step I take with every breath I breathe. It's been this way since I can remember though. My name is Hope Chamberlaine, really a funny name in the situation God has placed me in. When I was 4 years old I was diagnosed with cancer, stage 2 Lukemia. Since then my life has revolved around hospitals and medication, yet somehow you're supposed to keep hope somewhere in the midst of all the pain? Got me how people do it, I gave up... until I met this one boy. His name is Chase Lancing, a new patient in the hospital, with the exact same thing I have. This boy gave me hope, keeping me feeling alive. Keeping Hope within me.
"You disappoint me... What do you even see in him?"
"Aren't you tired of this already?! If you want to pick a fight, fight me, not him. Got it??"
What he did enraged me so much that I threw my hardest punch at his face, forcing his head to snap to the side.
"If you ever touch him again--" before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall.
"If I touch him again, what?!" he shouted, his face inches from mine, as I trembled with rage. "Got a big crush on the kid, huh?!" he exploded, and I could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on us.
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Have you ever wondered how different your life would be if you changed just the smallest of your actions?
Because that's what I do. I wonder how my life would be now if I hadn't made that tiny mistake in the schoolyard.
Everything started then. When I met you, twelve years ago...