Where I’m from by: Hazel Grace
I’m from the hospital.
The oxygen tank I bring with me everywhere.
The stares I get wherever I go.
From the worried looks on my parent’s faces whenever I’m upset.
I’m from the cancer support group.
From the thought I could die at any moment.
I am from Augustus words.
“That’s the thing about pain it demands to be felt”
I’m from the “Ok” being our “Forever”
The book I showed him the day we met.
When I traveled to Amsterdam and when we ate at Orangee.
I am from stale cookies and fake smiles.
Im from the happiness I feel in my heart
The adrenaline going through my body.
I’m from a roller coaster of emotions
From Issac’s bad jokes
I am from protectiveness and comfort
I am far from freedom
From my heartbroken heart when you had to leave me.
I’m from my experiences