My Life
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So this is a story about a girl (me) living my life and trying to survive my last 2 years of high school. I did change names. Everything written has happened to me. There will be a new part every Friday, usually the biggest thing that happened to me that week, or just a funny story. Something. Something new will be published every Friday. I also may publish a new chapter just because on a day that is not Friday so yeah. If anyone is out there, enjoy.
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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.

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