The World Is Crashing Down- Part 11A Story by EmilyNixon.
It has been about a few weeks since we met Tokio Hotel. Emily and I have been talking to them. Actually, today they are coming over to hang out. I was so happy that we were able to meet them. I knew Emily was. I was sitting in my room texting Tom when my mother walked in. “Where is Emily?” she asked with a worried look on her face. “She’s in the shower. Why?” “Well, her cancer results just came in.” My heart just stopped. Just from the look on my mother’s face, I could tell it wasn’t good news. Emily’s P.O.V I got out the shower, dried off and then got dressed. I couldn’t wait for Tom and Bill to get here. It was going to be so much fun! After I did what I had to do, I walked out of the bathroom and started to walk to my room when I heard voices. “What do you mean? Are they good?” I heard what sounded like Calli’s voice. “From the looks of it, it got worse.” Now that voice sounded like my mother’s. “No, you cant mean. No! You mean to say that it spread? It didn’t go away?” I had no clue what Calli was talking about. I thought her and my mom was talking about butter or something. I just shrugged it off and walked to my room. I put my clothes up and flat ironed my hair and then put my make up on. In just a few minutes the boys would be arriving. I hope Calli gave Tom the right directions. That girl wouldn’t be able to read German to save her life. Calli’s P.O.V My mother walked out of the room with the results. I couldn’t believe Emily’s cancer was like wild fire. Why didn’t it go away? The doctor said that the treatment would be at least eighty percent effective. Why did Emily have to be in that twenty percent? She fought enough with it as it is. She shouldn’t have to go through this anymore. © 2010 EmilyNixon. |
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Added on March 27, 2010 Last Updated on April 2, 2010 AuthorEmilyNixon.Nashville, TNAboutMy name is Emily. I love to write stories and poems. I never copy write and or never will. I think it is useless and that you should always write from your heart! i write because it releases my mind w.. more..Writing
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