Worst. Day. Ever. I just...my parents have to come to my school, that's how bad it was and I had to go home early! Some days, I just wish I could go to sleep and never wake up. Enjoy!

Your lungs told you early.

The doctors told you too late.

Never would you forget the pain in their eyes when you told your friends, parents, other relatives. They all thought you were joking but soon their laughs faded, as well as, their smiles and the light in their eyes. They all cried and hugged you.

Worst of all, you had yet to tell him.

You were afraid of the way he would react. Would he leave you? Thinking that you were now just a waste of time? Or would he cherish the time he had left with you?

Either way, you were going to have to tell the love of your life that you had one month to live. 31 days. 744 hours. 44,640 minutes. 2,678,400 seconds.

How were you going to spend them?

What if you were told that a treatment could add another month to your life? Would you take it? Would your friends, family, and love want you to take it?

You were always told that you were healthy, beautiful, and strong, but will having cancer change that?