Please...Try to Live on Without Me
prologue chapter
What would you do if one day you met someone new, someone that after some
time you started to really like, but at the same time you started to get really sick? Now at the
same time you noticed that this person was also starting to like you. They would buy you all
kinds of things, from flowers to candy and always had a smile on their face when around
you. What would you do if that person asked you out and while on the date you blinked and
suddenly the world was black? What would you do if when you opened your eyes you were
in the hospital? You’d probably be very confused and be wondering why everyone was
crying but how no one wanted to tell you anything. Now imagine that everyone left the room
and now your left alone with the doctor. Imagine the doctor’s calm yet sad voiced as she
tells you words that you never thought you would ever hear. Imagine the doctor’s warm hand
holding yours as she slowly says your name, trying to calm you down. She is telling you that
you will have to go through some tests, because she needs to find out whether she is
wrong or right, but she wants to be wrong. She wants to be wrong because if she is right
than that means you have a rare disease that’s slowly killing you, your going to die at 15.
time you started to really like, but at the same time you started to get really sick? Now at the
same time you noticed that this person was also starting to like you. They would buy you all
kinds of things, from flowers to candy and always had a smile on their face when around
you. What would you do if that person asked you out and while on the date you blinked and
suddenly the world was black? What would you do if when you opened your eyes you were
in the hospital? You’d probably be very confused and be wondering why everyone was
crying but how no one wanted to tell you anything. Now imagine that everyone left the room
and now your left alone with the doctor. Imagine the doctor’s calm yet sad voiced as she
tells you words that you never thought you would ever hear. Imagine the doctor’s warm hand
holding yours as she slowly says your name, trying to calm you down. She is telling you that
you will have to go through some tests, because she needs to find out whether she is
wrong or right, but she wants to be wrong. She wants to be wrong because if she is right
than that means you have a rare disease that’s slowly killing you, your going to die at 15.
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its all spaced out because reading it squished hurts my eyes..anyways hope you enjoy and message and stuff :) its kinda short but oh well