Phineas and Ferb Pornography Story: A Struggle to Live Chapter Four

Chapter 4

Phineas-

Leukemia. The word flew out and punched me. How could this happen? Why?

WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?

I just wanted to scream at God why does this have to happen.

The next day at school eveyone heard about it.

“How sad.” was the same reaction from all the teachers. Ferb and I have similar schedules.

At the end of the day, I wanted to explode. Everyone had the same reaction and fake sympathy. Does’nt the thought of a thirteen year old eighth grader with a future ahead of himself gets dragged down by cancer? Answer: No. What about a thirteen year old eighth grader whos brother is suffering from cancer? Answer: No. Does’nt it hurt to care?

“Is there anything wrong, Phineas?” Candace asked

“Why can’t everybody leave me alone!” I snapped

Candace looked suprised. I was too since I never really lost my temper before. “You don’t have to bite me. You were quiet on the ride home.”

“Sorry. It’s just…”

“I felt the same way. People were asking the same thing.”

“Everyone pretends to worry.”

“It does’nt really make sense, does it?”

“It does’nt make sense as why this even happened.”

“Does’nt life suck sometimes?”

“I never expect it to suck this low.”

“No one did.”

She was right. No one was really prepared for the diagnosis. No one was prepared to see Ferb fighting for his life.

Especially me.

Ferb-

I tried to imagine how I would look weeks from now. I felt uncomfortable with the shunt hanging on my chest for the chemo. In a few weeks I would lose a lot of weight, develop sores on my body, have no hair and worse.

I kept asking myself: WHY?

No answer.

School began a month ago and I’m stuck in this stupid hospital. One thing worse than the treatments would be people acting all happy around me.

HOW CAN ANYONE BE HAPPY WITH CANCER?!

To realease my anger, I took my laptop and typed:

Dear leukemia, the evil cancer,

I HATE HATE HATE YOU FOR RUINING MY LIFE! I HATE YOU! !# WHY CAN’T YOU JUST GET OUT OF MY BODY AND DON’T COME BACK! # # #

I felt a little better after that. I used my old email address and clicked send.

After that, I used the phone on the desk nearby and dialed Phineas’ cell phone number. There was no answer. I stared at the clock. Time went slowly.

I hated my body for betraying me.