Kiss and Makeup

My grandma died from lung cancer
From smoking  I don't smoke btw. I don't have lung cancer.

 

And tiff don't worry! I'm sure I'll be fine! Pancreas cancer is rare but it is treatable with chemo.

 

Don't cry!!!

 

Oh crap.

 

Just looked it up. Never really knew much about cuz they didn't tell me much...

 

Whatever ok? They said if I can make it past this chemo then I'll prolly be ok. So don't worry! If I pass this chemo, then I'm prolly one of the lucky 5%...

 

And yes  it is 5:00 AM. I havnt slept all nite. Got in bed at like 10 and havnt slept a wink

 

I'm fine, but always up for hugs! Lmfao! -huggies- yaaay huggies

 

Lol yaaay for huggies

 

Yaaay! Chemo got postponed! I will update if u guys bump me enough...

 

lol k ill iodate today but yeah pancreas cancer is sorta painful

 

I stumble away from him, and into a wall. I see something reflect the sunshine streaming in from the open window, glinting brightly in his hand.

"Wha-what do you mean?" I ask nervously.

Claire sashays up to me."It's your time, Abby."

My eyes widen when I realize that Jason is holding a freakin' steak cleaver. His grin widens when he sees my reaction.

"You won't tell anyone now, will you?" he cackles. Jason steps closer and holds up the knife.

My short, 15 year old life flashes before me. The time I fell off my bike in 3rd grade and split my lip and mom gave me a grape Popsicle. The time in 4th grade when my best friend Alishiana ditched me for Caroline Walters, who has an hourglass figure, flirty blonde waves, and enormous fake boobs even then, until I found Hendrix. The time I won the school geography competition in 8th grade. The time I visited Dads hospital in 5th grade and saw a baby being born, entering the world for the very first time. It's kinda ironic, considering I'm about to die.

Bracing myself for the suffering and pain before the dark oblivion, I squeeze my eyes shut as the blade whistles past me.

WAIT. Past me? What???

My eyes snap open, and I see a flash of brown hair and sparkling baby blue eyes.

Miranda! My heart lifts, despite all this confusion, and I back away to the window. Watching more closely, I see that athletic Miranda is battling Jason fiercely with her fists. I guess she's trained in karate or something?

Then I see blonde Winston and Sophie battling Claire Hudgens.

"Woah!" I shriek."What's happening???"

Nobody answers, which I suppose it's is understandable considering they're trying to fight two maniacs. I slowly just sorta watch in the corner. It seems disloyal to run away.

Winston catches my eye and looks at me like I'm crazy."What are you waiting for, us to be dead so they can attack you again? RUN, Abby!"

Whoops. I bolt out the door.