Endless chocolate cake

Written in response to: Start your story with someone being forbidden from doing something.... view prompt

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Sad Fiction Friendship

Trigger warning.


ο»ΏJanuary 5th.

When I heard the news, I ignored her. Sarah.

I pushed away from the sweet memories of our laughter-filled nights and let her go.

I didn't want her to cry and see me small and helpless.

I didn't want anyone I loved to seeΒ that.



Leukemia is serious. Very serious. Everyone is nicer to me. Everyone asks me "My story". It used to be one of a normal girl, profession, interests, favorites, etc.

Now it's, "I received the news a month ago...I have Leukemia."

Everyone is so sorry for me. My teachers keep on giving me free "homework passes", and everyone offers me seats, including the school's bully. Wow. I just feel like an over acknowledged ghost. Not someone. Just "the girl who has leukemia"


Whenever we go shopping, my mom buys me whatever I want. I used to take advantage of it, but now, I know it sucks. Everything does. Every happy thing I do feels like the last.



February 8th.

We went to the doctor today, she gave me her usual smile, teeth and all, but this time she didn't say the usual. "She is on Stage 2 of Leukemia. Take these pills for now, and make sure to eat clean." She said, smiling a shallow smile at me. Then, she whispered something to my mom. All I saw was a sad frown drawn on her wrinkled face.

I felt like screaming and howling.

I want to do something memorable.

I wanted to yell until all my pain was gone.

Instead, I asked, "How long will I live?" I love those movies. The ones where someone is going to die and they do all those bittersweet things. Sometimes they laugh. Sometimes they cry. Then, in the end, you sob until you're eyes are red and watery. But in the end, you always think reassuringly that.

"Oh, that's never ever going to happen to me." Then your mom kisses you to a goodnights sleep, and you go to bed. Sleeping happily.



I was now feeling pity for myself.

"Oh honey," The nurse replied softly, "If you're eating healthy and taking the medicine, everything will be alright." She smiled, wheeling her cart out of the room.

"Mom, answer the dam question. How long am I going to live?" I yelled.

"Lydia, the 5-year survival rate for all cases ofΒ leukemiaΒ is 61.4 percent. 5 years, only if you're lucky." She said softly, holding my hand.

5 years. Less. 61.4 percent.

"I'll only live to 21.Β IfΒ I'm lucky." I said out loud.

"Don't think like that honey." My mom whispered in my ear.

"We all know I'm going to die soon." I took my bag and stomped out the door. I didn't feel like eating. I didn't feel like sleeping. I didn't feel like doing anything. I just didn't want to die.



March 3rd.

I have insomnia. It's been going on for a week. Every time I lie in bed and grab Teddy, I don't want to sleep. It feels like I'm wasting my life. But then, I waste my life awake too.


I go to the hospital every day. They pump weird fluids in me. Names of which I feel alienated if I think about them. It's interesting how life can change so fast. First, you're watching feel-good movies and overdosing on Icecream. Then all of a sudden, you know you're going to die.



April 7th.

I woke up in the middle of the night with screaming pain in my leg.

That's right "I woke up". I slept.

It felt like someone was taking my bone and smashing it against a hard rock.

I screamed so loud that my dad put off the burglar alarm. I told my mom my leg was hurting, and she kept cradling me and sobbing quiet tears.

We rushed to the hospital.

In the car, I sank onto my mom's lap.

Right then, I wanted to die. I wanted to die fast. I didn't want to feel the pain anymore.

They wheeled me into Emergency room, but it turns out that bone pain is just a side effect of insomnia.

Yay, another "side effect".

Technically insomnia is a mental side effect. It's just my heart. Mentally.



June, 23rd.

I am in the hospital. Staring up at the bright white lights and the fake 'Get Well' cards. Everyone just seems to drop them because they have to. They know I am going to die. Well, guess what I'm notΒ lucky. If anything, I am unlucky. I was the other 40%.


My mom is just staring at me. She doesn't cry, she just sits there. She doesn't reassure me. She knows I will die. My dad quit work. I guess he realized that the income rate doesn't need to be that high anymore. Sarah is coming into the room. On the outside, she's just a tall blond girl, but on the inside, she's my everything. I just don't want her to watch me suffer. It's torturous watching other people weep for you.

"Do me a favor," I said.

"Anything." She replied, holding my hand.

"Actually, 5 things." I laughed.

She nodded, smile-crying again.

"One, stop crying."

She wiped her tears and tried to smile.

"Two, when I die, don't feel sad. Go and make a new best friend."

"Never," Tears streamed down her face. Our roots will be tangled, like those of trees. No matter if alive or dead."

"Three, don't get cheesy."

Her voice cracked, "You can count on me."

"Four, don't have a funeral, please. Just get white roses and sprinkle them on my grave. When you're born, you get yellow roses. When you get married, you get red. When you die, you get white roses."

"You never got the red roses though." Tears streamed down her face.

"Are you trying to make me feel better?"

"When I die, forget." I don't have time. They're kicking in the emergency things. I don't want to write. I just want Sarah to have this. I know she'll break all of my rules, but that's what friends are for. They will break them no matter what you say. They're all lined up on a few chairs. My mom. My dad. Sarah.

"In heaven, can you eat endless chocolate cake?" I asked.

"Lydia, everything you imagine is real," Sarah whispered in my ear.

"I'm excited" I grinned.

They stopped the UV rays. The tubes stopped flowing. I was incurable. Not to mention, one in a million. I'm pretty sure she will break all of those rules.

That's what friends -

October 17, 2021 14:59

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Elliana Ramirez
04:07 Oct 18, 2021

Ooh, sad. But good story...I could feel my tears falling when "She's my everything". I dialogue felt so real during Lydia and Sarah's conversation, almost like I was the one who was experiencing it.

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That's so sweet of you to say, thanks for reading! I'm glad you found this story enjoyable to read!

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Keya Jadav
19:38 Oct 17, 2021

Oh my god! That poor girl, this is so sad. Every dialogue...it all felt so real. I couldn't help but shed a tear. I loved the five rules the two BFFs made and the "endless chocolate cake" query. Amazing Akshara. Beautiful! Here are a few tiny slip-ups I came across (hope you don't mind it) - "We all know I'm going to die soon." I --- the sentence is left bare after 'I' or maybe 'I' is just a typo error. she's my everything. [nd] cried. Rest is brilliant. I loved this.

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I went over and edited my story, but looks like I missed those two typos. Thank you for catching them, commenting, and for reading. I'm back to writing "sad, deep stories" again, lol!

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Elliana Ramirez
18:44 Oct 18, 2021

Cool! I love your "Sad, deep, mysterious stories." They are super fun to read for everyone. πŸ–€

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Aww, made me cry. Lol, its raining cats and dogs outside as I am reading this! <3 the emotions of these besties are so precious, and I really do wonder if Lydia will get her chocolate cake :D Very well written!

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Their friendship is everything. Haha! Thanks a bunch, Varsha! 🌺

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Retee Satish
04:41 Oct 19, 2021

This story was amazing! I loved the emotions!

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Thank you! But what happened to your old profile?

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Retee Satish
22:18 Oct 21, 2021

Well that was a school account so I'm locked out of it

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CAN YA WRITE A STOY SO WE CAN CHAT??

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18:49 Oct 18, 2021

"But in the end, you always think reassuringly that, 'that's never going to happen to me' and then your mother kisses you to a goodnight's sleep and you how to bed- sleeping happily." I would reword that whole section like that and probably would've also added in quotations "I'd never do this or that" kind of to add a little oomph and connect with the reader. I think your story missed a lot of commas and other punctuation throughout. I'm not entirely sure but I would've put commas in a lot of places in your story. I liked how your story...

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I was actually wanting my stories to miss commas, and feel that way because this isn't a proper story, this is a journal entry. The girl was the one writing this. Not me. πŸ’— But THANK YOU SO MUCH! I'm so glad you enjoyed reading this, and liked the twist at the end.

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20:11 Oct 19, 2021

No problem😁

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Ivy Spade
18:10 Oct 18, 2021

Wonderful story! I loved it. On a side note, I read your bio in a singing voice for no particular reason.

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Thank you so, so, much for commenting, mostly reading though. :) Whatsup? Other then the fact you read my bio in a singing noise. πŸ˜‚

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Ivy Spade
19:37 Oct 18, 2021

Your welcome! Nothing much I was writing a story to post on reedsy but it's taking longer than I excepted. lol

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Makes sense, lol! What did you write? :)

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Ivy Spade
19:29 Oct 22, 2021

It's about this girl who hears this ticking noise and is trying to find it! (its a lot more interesting when you fully read it lol)

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Yeah, I think so too. πŸ˜… I'm looking forward to reading. Have any idea on what to write on this weeks prompts?

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Rachel Rose
04:20 Oct 18, 2021

This was absolutely beautiful, the dialogue between Lydia and Sarah made me shed a tear. πŸ’—

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