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"Welcome Trevor!" My dad, says with a smile. "Come on Trevor my room is upstairs." I say, leading the way. "Wh-hat, why are you two going upstairs for?" My dad asks looking scared. "We're gonna put my stuff upstairs we'll be back." I say, from halfway up the stairs. We make it to my room and I slowly open my door. "Whoa" I say as I set down my luggage, I was carrying. "What is it? Asks Trevor. "It's just I haven't seen my room in so long." I say, in reply. He looks at me, and puts his arm over my shoulder. "It's okay if you wanna cry." He says, pulling me into a hug all I smell is his cologne. "I'm not going to cry." I say, wiping away a tiny tear. "Katrina, you can't be strong forever." He says, holding up chin up, looking into my eyes. " I promise I'm good." I say, as I take his hand and I lead us out my room. He stops. "What is it?" I ask. "It's just that I don't know what is going on." He replies. "Well what do you mean?" I say, as I sit down on the floor. "Why all this stuff is happening. Like why are you dieing in 13 days?" He says as he sits down as well. "Well, I have a incurable cancer." I reply, as I fight back the tears. "Katrina, I'm so sorry, I didn't know.." He says. "It's not your fault. I say in reply. We sit in silence for a minute, then I get up and I walk us downstairs to play some videogames.

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