LiveStrongHateCancer

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Hey! 
My Names Bri. I'm here writing. And sharing. I have other accounts but.... I'm a swimmer (trying out soon!) and I am a nerd :) Proud  of the fact to! As you could probably tell, I'm against cancer. I hate it so much and it has almost torn my family apart. I wish i could do something more than a run but I'm only 13 and well.... I just don't know what. Questions? Ask me! 
 
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Stop Thinking Witty will heal you
If you are
Suicidal
cut
burn
carve
pinch
anerexic
depressed
bolemic


You need REAL help. People like doctors or counslers wont judge you

Life doesn't get complicated when

A boy breaks your heart.
It gets complicated when you  
Realize Death is an option


In The {Pi ctures}

Chapter two     Macey's POV
"You think she has... memorie loss? What can she remember? Will she get her momory back? Will.. will... will she ever remember me?" The questions came flooding out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"Macey..." Doctor Griet rubbed his hands together. "I really don't know. It depends on how severe the brain damage is and.... you heard what her parents said."
Yeah... I had heard what they said. That they didn't want to waste money on a cat scan. THey didn't care how bad the damage was to her brain. We would have to help her without checking her brain. "But maybe... Maybe when they find out about the memory loss they will...?
He shook his head sadly.
"Her parents said they would rather have her dead."



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In The {Pi ctures}

Chapter One     Emma's POV
I locked eyes with a girl sitting across the room in a plastic chair. Her red long hair fell infront of her clear blue eyes. "Emma?" She called softly.

I waited for somebody to answer to her call, but nobody came. She looked around franticly then got up and raced for the door. 
Nobody else was in the room so I was left alone again. The light above me was off and no light shined through the window. I didn't even know where I was. 
"Emma! Hello!" The lights flickered on as a young man came into the white room. He took a chair from one side of the room and brought it next to my bed. "How are you feeling?"
I tried to sit up but when I did my head throbbed. "Uh... are you talking to me?"
"Yes Emma." The man, who but this point I had assumed was a doctor, looked at his clipboard.
"Umm..." I looked around desperatly, "My names not Emma."
"Oh... then what is it?" He sighed and closed his eyes as if he knew what my answer was already... and it was bad.
"My name.... uh it's... uh." I looked up helplessly. Only then did I realize the girl with the straight red hair was standing near the door. She looked heart broken. Did I even know her.
"Alrighty Emma. I'm going to bring you some jello to eat and then I'm going to ask you some more questions."
He got up then turned to the girl near the door, "Macey, you might want to come with me and have a... talk."



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In The {Pi ctures}

Chapter One     Emma's POV
I locked eyes with a girl sitting across the room in a plastic chair. Her red long hair fell infront of her clear blue eyes. "Emma?" She called softly.

I waited for somebody to answer to her call, but nobody came. She looked around franticly then got up and raced for the door. 
Nobody else was in the room so I was left alone again. The light above me was off and no light shined through the window. I didn't even know where I was. 
"Emma! Hello!" The lights flickered on as a young man came into the white room. He took a chair from one side of the room and brought it next to my bed. "How are you feeling?"
I tried to sit up but when I did my head throbbed. "Uh... are you talking to me?"
"Yes Emma." The man, who but this point I had assumed was a doctor, looked at his clipboard.
"Umm..." I looked around desperatly, "My names not Emma."
"Oh... then what is it?" He sighed and closed his eyes as if he knew what my answer was already... and it was bad.
"My name.... uh it's... uh." I looked up helplessly. Only then did I realize the girl with the straight red hair was standing near the door. She looked heart broken. Did I even know her.
"Alrighty Emma. I'm going to bring you some jello to eat and then I'm going to ask you some more questions."
He got up then turned to the girl near the door, "Macey, you might want to come with me and have a... talk."



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I'm sick Of It!
Yeah, my dad's a police officer. Yeah he arrests
kids. Yeah he can fine people.

But he does it for a reason. He arrest people for murder, robery, drugs. He fines people because they broke the law. 

I can't believe he gets so much hate. Police officers risk their lives to keep us safe and you thank them by saying, "Hide! Here comes the popo!" 

I'm sick of it