Of course, we all are gonna die, and most of us will just be another number. Not that I have anything against it, not that I want to be on the front page of The New Times, I just don't wanna be forgotten.
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my last 20 days
General FictionI think I was around 11 years when I was diagnosed with cancer. I didn't know what it meant back then. Now I'm 15, and I've survived for 4 years... it has only gotten worse... blood cancer at first, but now my whole body has drowned i...
