Molly’s point of view: As I mindlessly listen to my best friend Maia, my mind wanders away to the day I learned the truth. It was 1999 April 2, and the doctor told me I only had a year to live because I suffered from the horrid disease Testicular cancer. I cried and cried for many days only stopping when Maia and other friends and relatives came by to offer condolence knowing I was scared to die of cancer. Eight treatments of chemotherapy later and many days and nights spent at the hospital later I learned it was banished but it still had a small possibility to come back stronger. “Molly, are you even listening,” Maia said while I was silent.
“Sorry Molls but I gotta run catch you later alligator,” She screeched and on that note hung up on me. “ Whatever Maia,” I mumbled under my breath and thru the phone on my bed. I look around the room thinking of all my happy memories and painful ones. “Do not worry Molly, all the pain will go away soon so do not even care about what happens,” I think to myself. All of a sudden I remember the horrible, horrible day this all started. Flashback: The day was nineteen ninety-eight, May fourth and that very day was my father’s funeral. He suffered from alcoholism and …show more content…
As I thought about it I decided I would rather do it myself then let some idiot or an illness do it. I got out some paper and the pen Maia likes and I wrote a letter telling her that I would miss and that I love her like she is my sister. I also taped the pen to the letter and left it on my vanity. I cut my raven colored hair to my chin and put on contact lenses. If I was going to die then I might as well look pretty doing it. I was putting on my silvery-gray dress when I felt his presence in my little room. “You’re early,” I said. “I came to see the show,” he replied. All of a sudden I smelled popcorn and turned to see he had a bucket on his