THE MEMORIES OF A GIRL: part two -2-
her father was shocked, but he knew that he is not allowed to be weak, he just won't do the same mistake again. seeing his little angel being stolen by the same devil that stolehis wife, he could not believe it, but he was determined to not and never let her go, so he was strong for her.
she starts her chemotherapy, and with that start the nausea and vomiting, the pain she was feeling no one wan really understand, no one can really feel the same, but she was a strong little lady, she was too mush strong for her age.
her hair was falling, the shiny hair is gone, her heart father's heart gone, seeing his girl dying, cancer is the worst ever, it's nothing at all as reading this, i'm trying to let you know exactly how i felt nine years ago, it was nothing like this, nothing at all.
it's had been more than two months when i start writing my story, but i coudn't, i wrote the first part, the second is taking too much time, you must be wondering about who i am, and how this is, let me answer few of your question.
the first one and the most important of all, yes i am a survivor of cancer it's not just a story fromp the book of the fault in our stars, all respect to the writer john green. i go crazy in love with that book.
To be living with cancer, knowing or feeling that I’m like hazel said grenade, feeling like a grenade is something hurt, to know that maybe there goanna be a day where you’ll gone and leave all the people that love you behind, feeling that you goanna destroy them one day, is not just make you depressed but trying your best to stay away from the biggest number of people you can, just in order to minimize losses, yes again she was right, talking about hazel in the book of the fault in our stars, some how you feel like it’s your responsibility to do so.
to be continued
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