We went to the hospital after that... And that's when I found out the worst news in my life.
"I'm sorry, but you have Lung cancer, it's at the point where it can't be treated..."
Those words ruined my life from that point on.
The doctor told me that i'd die in about 4 months. I didn't have much longer to live. For the first time in 100 years I saw New Hampshire cry... Right in front of me.
It's something I never wanted to see.

The doctor said that I'd have to stay in the hospital for until my death. I had been hospitalized, for the rest of my life...

New York rubbed New Hampshire's back soothingly, trying to get my sister to calm down. I know this had really hurt her... I should have realized it sooner, we always hated each other, always poked fun and teased each other. But she cared about me more then anyone else in my life.
Bur I shouldn't have had to worry about dying right? I'm a state. We can't die, right?
Wrong. We can't die from age, or by being hurt, but disease can kill us.
And it looked like this one would be the one to take me...

I had feelings for New Hampshire. I then realized that.
Why did all of this happen to me?
Why couldn't I have lived a little longer, it wasn't fare...
But then again, life was never fair.

War, violence, crime... Death was never a fair rival to dance with, but we still do it.
It's part of being a country, or being a state. You just have to roll with it, and hope that thousands of people won't die because of the decision you've made as a personification.
It's rough, but it's the life we have to deal with...

But one thing was certain... I wanted to tell New Hampshire before I died...

New york called a meeting with the other states, not including myself.
He told everyone including Alfred what happened, and from what he told me many of the states were pretty sympathetic...

Then as time passed I kept getting sicker and sicker, it was becoming hard to breath, the cancer had spread all over my body, they even had to put one of those mask things on my mouth to help me get the oxygen I needed...

The states would come and visit me every once and a while.
Alfred always tried to cheer me up...
If only I had stopped smoking, then none of this would have happened to me...
I wouldn't have hurt the people I loved...

I could feel my time ending, but I had one last thing I needed to do before I passed...