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I love to write and if you could check out some of my stuff here, http://www.booksie.com/ I'd appreciate your comments. Search Ink of the Heart (my username)Eating, sleeping and gaming are my three basic functions.
I guess you could call me sensitive, caring, creepy, weird, psycho, moronic, crazy, loving, happy, joyful, creative and clever.
The last thing I'll say is that I have fought cancer and won. Twice. I was diagnosed(great ring on zOMG) the first time when I was 6. Held up in the hospital for 4 weeks with my mother. Since my sister, 8 at the time, couldn't be with us, she spent that time at my grandparents in Casco, Maine. She's always had a grudge against me and mom for this because of the stress my condition caused. Two grueling years of treatment left me bruised from needles and weak from medicine. Four years of remission and then it came back for round two. When this all happened the first time, I was scared. Very scared. The second time, I literately spoke to my entire 5th grade class. I said, "I'm getting tested for cancer. I haven't been feeling well these past few days. It isn't a normal not feeling well. It's more of a can't eat or general over-tiredness." A lot of sad speaking from my class. A few days later, I stood up again and announced the results. It was a sad time for everyone, everyone except me. I took it cool like, "I did this before and I'll do it again! Double the med dosage? Fine! Miss a lot of school? Even better! Needles? Uh, sure! Why not? I'm not going to lose to any microscopic bastards anytime soon! *NOTE* I got rid of cancer the second time a while back.
Oh, I'm also a boy age 14.
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