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Intro: The winter of my first year at medical school, I got to know a patient well and then witnessed her death. It was a shock. I had helped my father cope with cancer before medical school, but he survived. In most parts of America, we live in an age in which death is foreign, death of the young almost unthinkable. At the time, I was taking a grueling but thought-provoking neurobiology class. The combination of influences inspired the following story, which originally appeared in the SEEDS OF CHANGE anthology, edited by John Joseph Adams. Visit the anthology's website for bonus material including an interview aboutEndosymbiont and references to the inspiring scientific research.
I donated the—not large but something—proceeds from the sale of this story to the American Cancer Society and encourage anyone inspired to fight cancer to visit www.cancer.org.
WARNING: This is a story contains obscenity. Specifically, the F-bomb is dropped. If that would offend you, DON'T READ THIS STORY. I usually avoid obscenity, but this is the story of an angry teenage girl with brain cancer. I am compelled to express her voice and rage in the most genuine way possible.
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