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This chapter is kind of raw. I wanted to set up who Grace was, but not everything about her. Its obviously going to be a Sidney story, because thats all I basically write. I want everyone to give this story a chance and not judge it by this short chapter, because so far nothing is really happened. I mean, Sidney isn't even in it yet. I probably will update later tonight, but please read and comment and just give it a chance. Thanks so much!
God Bless <3

About Me

Name: Grace Savannah Williams

Date of Birth: April 12, 1989

Hometown: Lansing, Pennsylvania. Its basically in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the state.

Worst day and why: May 5, 2005 (5/5/05) Needless to say I hate the number 5. It was the worst day because I got news that would change my life forever, in a way I would never expect. It was the worst day because I was embarking on something I didn’t know. It was the worst day for one simple reason, it was the scariest.

Best day and why: May 5, 2005. I am sure everyone is wondering how the best day of my life, could also be the worst. It was because of the news that I received on that day that would change my life forever. It was also the reason I met someone that would change my life forever. It was the best day because I met my best friend. I met the person that I could relate too above anyone else. I met the person who saw me at my worst and lived through my best with me. I met the person who I would literally give up my life for. I basically met my soul mate.

Favorite Movie: A Walk to Remember

Favorite Book: Pride and Prejudice

Favorite Band: That’s hard one. I would say it’s a toss up between Third Eye Blind and Taylor Swift. I know two ends of the spectrum. Oh well, shoot me.

Life goal: To change the world. A bit ambitious, right? I know, but why not shoot for the stars. I’m sure a lot of people have said they want to change the world, but I truly believe I could change the world.

Favorite Quote: If God brings you to it, he will bring you through it.

Best friend: Liam Samuel Gibson

Five words to describe you: Survivor, optimist, determined, giving, big-hearted.

Favorite Place in the US and why: Pittsburgh, because that’s where my life started.

Favorite Vacation spot and why: Ireland, because it was the best week of my life when I went there with my family and Liam’s family.

Biggest Fear: Not being able to make a difference in anyone’s life. My biggest fear is not having enough time to make my mark in the world. My biggest fear is not of dying, which most people would probably say, my biggest fear is dying and not having done anything significant.

Biggest Regret: No regrets, its not the way I live my life. Everything is meant to happen, its a little thing called fate.

If you had one wish, what would it be: My one wish would be to find the cure for cancer.

“Hey, Grace. What’s this?” Liam asked me.

“Where did you find that?” I asked him a little confused. He was holding an About Me page that I had to make for my journalism class.

“It was on the table.” He said.

“It an About Me page.”

“You know, you don’t have to have that fear anymore.” He said.

“What?”

“Your fear, it’s not legit anymore.” He said.

“How do you figure?” I asked confused.

“Because you have already changed my life.” He said so seriously.

“Thanks, Liam. I got to go, though. I’m going to be late for Volunteering.” I said grabbing my bag and leaving the door.

On May 5, 2005 I was diagnosed with Melanoma. Its skin cancer, the most dangerous kind. I was just ending my sophomore year in high school, when I found a mole that was two different colors on the side of my breast. I showed my mom, and she immediately got worried because my grandmother had Melanoma, so it ran in the family. As soon as we got to the doctor, they confirmed her suspicion, but they still had to do a biopsy. The biopsy said that the mole was malignant, cancerous. My heart dropped when I found out. How is one suppose to respond to that? I had just gotten my permit and everything seemed to be falling into place. They sent us to Pittsburgh Children’s Hospital for treatment. Unfortunately, they found more moles that were malignant on my legs. Fortunately, they caught it early enough, so the only treatment I had was chemo. They actually told me that I was lucky that I was only going to be getting chemo, and no surgeries. Well, it probably isn’t accurate to say that I had no surgeries, because they had to cut out all the moles I had that were malignant. But, they actually said I was lucky to be getting chemo? I mean, chemo? Chemo basically is them putting drugs in you to kill your cells. They basically are killing me, hoping that it works. How could that be lucky? Those are the things I was thinking. But I was lucky, because chemo changed my life forever. It changed on a rainy day. It was May 15, 2005 that I sat down next to a boy during chemo. That boy was Liam. He had Leukemia, and actually got diagnosed two days before I had. It was his second treatment, just like me. He was the same age, and we bonded immediately. It makes everything better when you have someone to go through it with. Liam, was my first everything. He was my first kiss, my first boyfriend, the first person I said I love you too, and the first person I made love too. We got homeschooled together because we were having treatments and couldn't go to school. He actually lived near Pittsburgh, but I lived about 2 hours away. My parents had actually bought an apartment on the South Side because I had to stay in Pittsburgh for so long, they got tired of living in a hotel. It is in that apartment that Liam and I currently live, with his friend Ben, and my friend, Rose. Liam was my best friend and I met him when I was going through hell. February 19, 2006, I left Pittsburgh. I still had to go back for check ups, but they said they killed all the cancer cells. Liam had to stay about a month longer than I did, and it was so hard knowing he was still there and I wasn’t. The story of Liam and I could go on forever, but my story really isn’t about me and Liam. Its not really even about me and cancer. It all started when I met a boy, who didn’t know my past. It all started when I met a boy while I was at the Children’s Hospital doing my weekly volunteer work.