𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

dont cry, dance.

Tw: cancer, crying, fluff, other.

Really sad!!

This is the story if you haven't read it " the essay that made my teacher cry" it's on TikTok, this is just remake i decided to make. It's really sad :((
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it was may, where matt thought his life was supposed to be at its peak. One day everything turned around. It was matt  graduation and had a senior week at the beach with his class. He was starting his dream collage career and couldn't be happier. In January, nick got diagnosed with Sarcoma Cancer and to undergo chemotherapy and radiation treatments. From the day nick was diagnosed, he lost part of his life everyday. He was strong, loving, brave, and Matt's role model and the best brother he could ever ask for. He never asked the doctors for time expectancy. He always was with me and Chris because he wanted to live the best life with us, his goal was always to see us graduate and be happy. he achieved both of those goals.
Matts pov
I walked across the stage of graduation, with my mom In a wheelchair watching proudly. The first step I took on the stage, I felt his overwhelming amount of love and knew he was proud and that was all that mattered at the moment. After I graduated I got a text, "I love you so so much and I'm so proud of you, I always will be." Those words felt like I won the Super Bowl. to attend graduation was a big accomplishment and it
took a lot out of him We had a celebratory dinner at home and he was too exhausted to stay awake for dinner. Although it was upsetting that he wasn't at dinner, I was just thankful he was able to be there and meet his goal.

I was looking forward to going on my week Long Beach trip with all my best friends that night. All week long I was away, I was texting nick, telling him about all the drama going on with my friends and FaceTiming her. I was a little worried and debated texting Madi, who was taking care of him to see if he was okay, but I let it go and continued on with my last night at the beach.

I was excited to get back home and tell them all about the week I had. Instead, I came home to nick in bed and madi sat me and Chris down and told us that our brother wasn't doing well and he was very worried. At the time, I thought Madi was freaking out and exaggerating and that he was going to be okay. After a lot of thinking, Madi decided to take him to the hospital. He walked from his room, downstairs and into the car. At the hospital, they told him that 75% of his spine collapsed because of the tumors growing rapidly. I thought to myself, my brother is a superstar, he just walked on a spine that was almost completely collapsed. From that point on, Nick entered hospice care and did not get back up from his bed. We called all our family and friends to tell them that her life was coming to an end. The first couple days following her entering hospice care, I was in shock. I didn't believe my brother was gonna die when I was only 19 yrs old. I REMEBER sending a text to chris "Is nick gonna die?"

"In a few weeks, yeah." My heart shattered into a million pieces. I knew from that day on I was gonna take advantage of the time left with my brother and not have any regrets. I did not want to look back at the last few weeks I had left with nick and think "I wish I spent more time with him" so I did everything in my power to protect my future self from regret. I was laying in bed with nick holding his hand as I stroked his hair from his face. I couldn't imagine what my life was going to become. Nick reminded us daily that when she died he wants us to move forward. He told us "when I take my last breath, I want you to dance, don't cry, dance." Days started to blur together as nick went in and out of consciousness for the next couple of weeks. I remember sitting in bed, with my door open and my parents bedroom door open too, scared that I would hear him take his last breath. He started talking in his sleep talking to his deceased friend telling him that he would see him soon. The stress that my family endured was something I would not wish on anyone. We were on lockdown, spending time with nick and watching him slowly go through the different stages of death. I was in a mental block, I wasn't eating as much as I should've, my main focus was spending as much time as I could with her. On July 7th, Nick said to Madi "I'm so tired I need to go, I will see you later." as he closed his eyes. Madi came down the stairs and told us we all need to go say our final goodbyes. Chris went up first. I started pacing back and forth, I did not want to say bye to my best friend. I started my journey up the stairs, with tears rolling down my cheeks, and I stopped, I couldn't do it. I walked into nicks bathroom until I built the courage to go and say goodbye. I walked to nick , kissed him on the forehead and told him I would see him later and that I loved him.

When the news spread that it might be the day he passed, family members and friends were coming to say their goodbyes, until nick randomly woke up. At this point, he has been in hospice for 4.5 weeks. When he opened his eyes, I was upset. I was upset my brother was alive. I felt like such a horrible human. I walked outside with my heart in my stomach as I saw Madi leaned over crying talking on the phone. I couldn't imagine going through the process of saying goodbye again. Nick was up and talking for about 5 more days until he went back to a state of total unconsciousness. Madi decided to kick me and Chris out, and send us to our aunts house at the beach because she didn't want us to see him in that state anymore. The beach was nicks favorite place. He would sit at the beach from 9am-5pm every chance he got to go to the beach, especially if it meant spending more time with me and Chris. He always had a Dr Pepper in his hand and soaked up the son. He looked so beautiful and he was in his element. I was sitting on the beach and had a thought that I needed to tell Nick but realized I couldn't. Nick was still alive, but I couldn't talk to him. I felt like weak. I didn't want this to be the end. I had tears in my eyes as chris Said "nick, me and alahna are going to see doja cat on Sunday. Do you want to go?" I wanted to go so bad, but for some reason the word "no" came out of my mouth. From that moment forward, all I could think about was nick. I told Chris and alahna I wanted to go back home, I couldn't be away from Nick anymore. When we got back home, there was no change in nicks status. We were told, by hospice, to leave him be and he will go on his own. A few days after returning home from the beach, I woke up and Chris got ready to go to the concert as me and Madi stayed home with nick. Around 3pm, I took a nap I woke up to Madi coming out of their room and said "can you go check on his breathing? " I went in and the he had the death rattle, I knew today was the day. From then on, Madi and I alternated going in and checking on him  until about 7:30. We laid  in bed with him and realized his skin was ice cold. I laid there until I couldn't anymore, and I went downstairs. Around 9pm, my worst nightmare came true. I heard Madi's  footsteps, and turned the corner and said "I think so, I think he's gone." I had never felt a true heart break and such emptiness ever. We then had to call Chris and Alahna. We called each of them about 20 times. Alahna  finally picked up and we had to tell them over the phone. I heard Chris scream sob, that was the moment where I realized this was real life. Friends and family members started trickling in, I met Chris and Alahna outside and hugged them in the driveway as they came home from the concert. Chris looked up at me and said "we didn't answer your calls because we were dancing. We were dancing when Nick took his last breath, just like he wanted." I felt relief in this moment, Nick passed away just like the way he wanted to and I knew he wasn't in pain anymore.