Bip bip bip.

That's the only sound I heard from when I was born. I suffer of cancer. My tipe of cancer is not the tipe when you can live with operations. No. Mine is deadly. Uncurable. Unhealable.

I am now 16. I don't have an explanaition why I haven't died yet. It could have been better if I died because everyday I suffer. My parents passed away from the same desease, but the lived much longer. They had a life. They had friends. They had their first kiss. They had what I want to. Bit I can't. Today I will be moved in another hospital. The 20th. Some nurses come and move me into a rotating chair. They push me to the Ambulance and the road starts.

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After I had my medication a boy in his middle twenty's dressed all in black comes to me.

"Hi." I say.

"Hi. How's life?"

"Eh. Considering I don't have much left of it."

"Almost 2 weeks."

"Oh..." I say as a tear rolls down my cheek.

"Hey. Don't cry." He says and wipes my tear away. "Would you like to play a game?"

"Like what game?"

"Like a game when you grow up everyday 10 years. For example, today you are 10. Tomorrow 20. And so on."

"The life game?"

"Exactly."

"And bow am I supposed to do that?"

"Well, I'm gonna be helping you everyday. You can play it with me."

"Ok. Anyways, what's your name?"

"Kylo."

"Big brother Kylo." I said with a voice only a little kid would have. Kylo laughed.

"Yup. I am gonna visit you later."

"Bye!" I said like a little kid.

"Bye!" He replied and left.

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"Here is your dinner, Reyi."

"Thanks, Kylo." I said and looked at him. "Do you ever get to see again your parents?"

"Yes. At the church."

"You go to the church?"

"What you don't belive in God?"

"No. He gave me the worst life."

"Well, why don't you write him some letters? You know he always sees."

"Okay. Have you got a pen and a pencil?"

"Yeah." He said and gave them to me. "I'll let you write it. See you tomorrow."

"Bye!" I answear him and look at the paper. I put the paper on my knees and start writing.

Dear God,

I have never written to you because I have homework and I need to feet my cat and all sort of things. I live with my family and always go to the church.
Just re-read the introduction again: "I have never written to you because I have homework and I need to feet my cat and all sort of things. I live with my family and always go to the church." What if I tell you that's not real. What if I tell you that I suffer of cancer and I will soon die. So all the stuff I wrote up there are big lie. I don't have homework because I don't go to school. I don't have cat. I don't have parents. And most important, I don't have a house. My house is the hospital. I can say that now I have a friend, Kylo, who told me that I sould write you a letter.
Hope you see it.

Rey Kenobi

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Dear God,

I am now 20. I have tasted the teenage period. Kylo said that teenagers experience their first love at the age of 16. That is my real age. I don't think I'm gonna live it. But I have a crush. And he's not gonna like me the way I do.
Talk to you tomorrow.

Rey

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"Hey Rey." Kylo says.

"Hi." I say and look at my hands.

"Your 30 now. You're older than me."

I laugh. "Yeah."

"Rey. Can I tell you something?" He asks me.

"What?" He comes closer. My cheeks flush link. Omg He read my letter from yesterday.

"Rey..." Kylo says and touches my cheek. Now they are red. "Since you came you were special. I tought you'd be like all the others that cry every moment. You are strong. If I were your life I would continue to fight. Because Rey, I love you." He says and kisses my lips softly. I close my I eyes and my cheeks feel like they are set now on fire. I kiss him back and enjoy the moment. My thoughts fly away and I don't remember anything, only the thing that I know is that he kisses my lips. A few seconds then he back and suddenly I realise something.

"Kylo, no, what have you done to yourself? What if I give you my desease and you die and..." I start crying.

"Rey, no. Rey, don't cry. Please."

"Kylo... I will kill you. It's only my fault." I say and burry my face into my hands.

"Rey..."

"Kylo, I'm sorry if I'll kill you. I'm so sorry. You don't need me." I say crying.

"Rey, please, stop."

"Kylo, I'm sorry..." I wisper.

"Rey, I love you. Please."

"You only read my letter, didn't you? You did it only to please me, no? You didn't think that I could kill you?!?" I say and burst into more tears.

"Rey, my feelings are true. Please." He says and lifts my head. His touch is soft and I can't belive I will kill him. "Rey, I have never loved anybody. You're my first love. Please, don't make me feel broken."

"Okay." I sniff. "Can you be also 40 with me tomorrow?"

"Yeah, shure." He says and I smile.

"See you later, I guess."

"Bye." He says and leaves my room.

Dear God,

Today I have experienced my first love at 30 years and I had my first kiss. I know most of the people have their fisrt kiss when they are teenagers, but it's really hard when 10 years go part you in 24 hours. And thank you for helping me find my first love.

Rey

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Dear God,

Today I have 40 years and it's horrible. I had to run to different meeting with my job and belive me, life in your fourtys is preety hard. I can't wait for my next vacantion.

Rey

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Dear God,

Today I am 50. I don't move so easy anymore and my back is in pain everytime. Hope it doesn't have anything with my help because I can't wait to see my grandchildren.

Rey

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Dear God,

I am 60 and my years of work are done. Now I can stau at home to see my grandchildren grow and to help them at school. One of them already started school and walk him, but I started walking very slow and he always runs in front of me.

Rey

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Dear God,

Now I am 70 and I now I haven't a lot of life left to live. I have enjoyed my life because I have a husband and 2 beautiful kid and 3 grandchildren. One is on the way. My husband tells me everyday story from when he was a teenager and me too. We have a beautiful house in a village with opening to the forest and the sumsets are beautiful.

Rey

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Dear God,

I am now 80 and I started feeling sharp pains in my chest. As others told me, when you are old you experience this kind of pains, but I survive. The biggest of my grandchildren has entered college and I am really happy.

Rey

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Dear God,

I am 90 now and the doctors sah I won't live much longer, but that's life. You need to live it as much as it is, full of happiness and sadness. I say this because I experienced life and I know how it is.

Rey

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Dear God,

Today I reach 100 years and I am really exited. One of my grandchildren has a baby and they named it after me, Rey. I am really happy and thankfull I have experienced life.

Rey

My last letter, y, was a little bit to the right because I started caughing. Hard. Kylo came in my room.

"Rey?"

I tried to answear him but I couldn't. I couldn't stop from caughing.

"A doctor, please!" He yells on the hall. Maiby this is my last day. Not many people make it to 100 years. The doctor cames and looks at me. His face expression is sad and he has tears in the beam of his eyes.

"Kylo, get the oxigen tube while I connect the string to her." Kylo nodds. The doctor attached a monitor to my heart. The pulse was fast. Too fast. Kylo comes with the oxigen machine and tge doctor connects it to me. My coughing stops.

"Kylo, I'm afraid. What if I won't survive?"

"Hey, don't say that." He says, sits down and puts his right hand on my cheek.

"Kylo, help." I wisper as I feel my pulse getting slower.

"Rey, no." He says and looks at me. My eyes slowly start to close. "No!" He says and gets my oxigen mask of and kisses me full forced. I kiss him back. I need him. I want him. But I can't. Even if I feel like my heart beating so fast that it could break my chest, the sound of the monitor becomes slower and slower. My head is hurting and I feel like I can't move anything anymore. I put my hands on him neck. His other hand gets on my waist probably telling me to not leave him. The sound slowly becomes slower and slower until it dissappeares and all my body weight comes on his hand.

I am sorry, Kylo.

//okay this was the most sad thing I ever wrote and belive me I will cry when I'll write the last 2 chapters of Beating heart. It took me 3 hours and 1637 words

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