A Work in Progress

This is a work of pure fiction. Technical terms, medicines, and treatments are all a part of my imagination. If something is wrong that you would like to point out, please do so, becuase by all means I am no doctor or profesional writer! :) THANKS FOR READING

I wondered if it was written on my face like a sign, a sort of warning, one that says to stay away, stay far away. To be honest, if I were in their shoes, I'd run away from me too. It's not the lack of interaction that gets to me though, it's the looks, the looks of pity. Their faces reflected it as they gazed at you like you are some helpless, wounded deer that will soon die because you are an easy meal to an obviously healthier, stronger predator. I guess in my case that predator is cancer.

In so many ways cancer is the worst possible predator out there. It stalks its prey, sometimes waiting dormant. But then sometimes it makes itself, and its intentions, perfectly clear. Perfectly noticeable, like a sign. And as it slowly takes over your body, until there is more cancer than there is yourself, you are also subject to sometimes excruciating treatments, that depending on the case, can kill you faster than the cancer. To top off that ray of sunshine, your family and everyone around you get to watch. They get to watch your own body destroy itself.

To me thats the real kicker, becuase watching someone that you love die....well it sucks.

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Longer chapters on the way! Also the whole story isn't this sad, I promise!......Well most of it haha