charlotte

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"you have two months"

charlotte remembers it like it was yesterday, because it was. shed just gone in for a usual checkup and the cancer had seemed to spread. now she sits in her room contemplating what she'll do in such a short amount of time.
"sulk?" she spoke to herself quietly. "what else is there to do. im dying."
she wiped away a stray tear and opened her journal.

DAY ONE

the cancers spread. 2 months to live. what else is there to say? like i have anything else to talk about. cancer this, luekemia that. i just wanna be a normal 17 year old girl.
thats it i guess. talk to you tomorrow,
-Charlotte

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