Reka
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I'm Reka Andrews and I have a tnisy bit of an obsession with this kid. But it's killing me I know he will never like me back. Liking him is like being chained to two boulders while beaten with a knife and I just keep saying "I'm okay" "it doesn't hurt". If things get really bad the inner killer may get lose. The worst part is that it isn't just a simple crush anymore.....It's Love.
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I'm dying. There's a cure for this sickness. But unlike most, I don't want it. I don't need to live my life. It was not mine in the first place. I'll go down in history. Not for beating my sickness, but for letting it beat me. There are many things I regret not doing. Like not telling my crush I actually liked him. Since elementary school! Now I'm 17 and my life could be gone any second now. Or not living my life. I spent every day studying, reading, to focused on school. I have little time left. I won't spend it in a hospital bed. That's for sure.

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