"She has cancer. She's going to die. I'm going to loose her." I cry into a pillow once I return home. I don't know what to do. Then I remember and text Ryan.

Mateo: Hi this is Mateo

Ryan response is immediate.

Ryan: I'll make that group chat now

Ryan: yo

George: sup bitches

Ryan: did you talk to J?

Mateo: J?

George: Journey

Mateo: oh

Ryan: well?

Mateo: yeah

Ryan: and...

George: and

Mateo: she has cancer

George: yup

Ryan: sucks right

Mateo: She means so much to me. She's the first person to ever reach out to me and then follow me and make sure I'm okay and stuff

George: woah bro. Calm down

Mateo: HOW CAN I CALM DOWN??? SHES GONNA DIE

Ryan: okay...um...George...help...

George: what is it? You okay boo?

Ryan: um yeah duh! I meant MATEO YOU KNOW THE PANICKING SMOL BEAN

Mateo: umm...

Ryan: sorry

George: no he's not dude. Don't listen to Ryan. He's never sorry

Ryan: oh yeah? Says you...

Mateo: umm...journey? Cancer?

Ryan: right. Sorry. Anyways, there's nothing for you to worry about. She struggles, yes, but she keeps pushing and trying to survive. She succeeds by making it through every single day.

George: what he said ^^^

Mateo: I've got to go...adios

Ryan: bye

George: she luuuuurrrrves you

Ryan: GEORGE WTF???

George: I am not sorry

George: mateo?

George: ryan?

George: anyone?

George: anything?

George: ????

George: anybody there???

George: nope okay its just me!!!!

George: bye

My phone finally goes silent so I lay back and fall asleep, dreaming of death.

9/21/18

3rd chapter of the day!!! Please tell me im not the only one who found this extremely entertaining. 265 words. This is probably it for today. ¡ Hasta luego!