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1.6

1.6

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When I entered the unfamiliar house, I try to remember where my room was.

My mind was blank.

Hugging my parents, I pull my gas tank behind me and follow Michael, who knew where my room was.

He opens the door to reveal the same room I've had since I was five.

I remember it exactly.

My room was still filled with books.

Posters plastered all over my white walls.

"I haven't been in this room for a year." I announce.

"Thank you."

"For what?" I ask.

"For being the best girlfriend in the world and for keeping me alive."

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"Good night, dad." I say as he hugs me tightly.

"Love you sweet pea. And keep the door open."

I smile and walk to my room to see Michael, reading one of my books.

"Nice book you've got there." I whisper, as I lay down on the bed and take off my nasal cannula.

Taking a deep breath, I try to slowly breathe without my oxygen tank.

After a couple of seconds, I put my nasal cannula back in my nose.

"Why is the door open?" Michael whispers.

"My dad thinks we're going to have sex so he wants the door opened." I whisper back.

He chuckles.

"I think we need to sleep." I suggest, closing his book.

"And I agree." He turns off the lamp.

Looking up on the ceiling, were glow-in-the dark stars.

"Woah. I can't I believe I still have them up there."

"Heh, I was just reading The Fault in Our Stars, Miss Hazel Grace." He says as he drapes his arm around me.

"Okay, Mr. Augustus Waters." I reply.

"Okay."

"Okay."

"OH MY GOSH STOP FLIRTING WITH ME." Michael jokes.

"We really need to stop with these quotes and scenes from the book."

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short and simple.

Don't worry, it's coming to an end, sadly.

but i love your comments and all, plus i'm gonna change the book cover as soon as i find the cover i was looking for.

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