Monday, February 20th
Dear journal,
I hate Mondays. I had to go to work at the bakery again. When I got there, my best friend, Kris, came running up to me and said that she had heard the news and started bombarding me with questions. I just sadly stared out the window. I am going to die. My life will end. I told Kris to cut it out and she stopped almost immediately. I just sighed and went into the kitchen and iced a few cakes and put them into the display case. I kept baking until 6:00 pm. Then, I swung by the nearest Chinese place and grabbed some dinner. After that, I crashed on my bed and ate while watching TV. The phone rang and I picked it up. "Hey Audrey, it's Nate and I was wondering if you wanted to come to a party at my place on Friday night." He had said. "Sure!" I had responded. I need something to wear!
Best wishes,
Audrey
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Confessions of a Cancer patient #wattys2015
Romancemeet 21 year old Audrey Smith, a normal girl who loves to read and write. One day, her world comes crashing down when she is diagnosed with Skin Cancer. The following is a collection of Audrey's journal entries as she battles Skin Cancer. Shortly a...
