Part Zero; By Katlynn Chrans “The results came from the lab yesterday” the doctor said grimacing at the few sheets of paper that will define the entirety of my future. “And?” I asked nervously clenching my fingers together, I looked everywhere but the sorrow drowned eyes of the man in front of me. “Hazel, you have a grade five Glioblastoma tumour located on your brain stem.” He said slowly, pity dripping after every word. I watched a robin land on the edge of a tree branch, putting her faith in herself that it won’t simply break. The words Dr. Jones said barely audible over the buzzing of my thoughts. “The location, and the type will make it very difficult to remove by surgery, however we can start you on radiation therapy very so-“ “No, I don’t want therapy, but thank you” I interrupted slipping my coat over my shoulders I hop off the examination table. “Hazel, there are options, this isn’t your only choice, and you’re young, your body is
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