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The Truth about Forever

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Cancer.
It was the one word to describe everything. The reason way I felt that way that day: sluggish, tired. The reason I wasn't hungry when I hadn't eaten anything since the morning the previous day, even though it was evening: the chemo made me lose my appetite some days.

I was diagnosed at thirteen, just two months before my birthday, in September. I've been in remission twice, seen several doctors and specialists, and lived with leukemia for four years.

I'd given up on my future the day a doctor told me none of my family's bone marrow was working. It was kind of expected since I was adopted. My little sister turned out to be the only one who was a match, but it didn't work for as long as we would like. The waiting list was long, and I was nearly at the very bottom of it. The doctor told me it would be years until it would be my turn. And although no one ever said the words, I knew it in my heart: I might not make it that long

As I said before, I gave up on the future, just living in the present. I lived without regrets, did what I wanted when I wanted and prayed everyday for just a day longer.

If only I knew all my prayers would be answered. This is the story of how a stranger turned out to be my true love and saved my life. And it all started on a hot summer day in June, during my cousin's wedding.
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This is my first story on here, so I'm excited and nervous. :P
Don't be a silent reader please, if I get one comment and one reader I'll post the first chapter later today.