Author's note: I'm sorry if I keep switching tenses I have trouble writing and reading in past tense.
The next morning I died. Again.I gasped for air as I sat up straight. For months I couldn't wake up without dying. It's normal now. I get up and get dressed. I'm losing my hair again today. I hate loosing my hair to Chemo. And this time it got so long... I sigh and head out, running into the boy I met.
"Hi there" he said, please don't let him know about last night. "So... why were you screaming so much last night?"
He knew, "um..... didn't wanna come back."
"Why not? You could be saved if you come back, A pretty girl like you doesn't deserve to die so early."
"There isn't a cure."
"No cure for me either."
"How long do you have left?" I asked, I wanted to know.
"Um.... last they checked two months," huh same as me.
"Really? Wow, that's not a lot."
He shrugged "Not that it matters, I rarely see anyone, I try not to make friends with people who have cancer or anything, I'm afraid to loose people," me too Amour... Me too... But I'm the one with cancer.
YOU ARE READING
I swear I'll stay forever
RomanceThe love story of a girl who has Leukemia and a boy with CAD (Coronary Artery Disease).
