Harley coughed a bit. There was something stuck in her poor little throat. The child started to cough harder, soon after a few flowers fell out of her mouth. Poppies flowed out of her mouth like a fountain. Tears filled the girls eyes and slowly streamed down her pale face. She quickly ran to her room and covered her mouth. The disease has gotten worse and is now the pain is too painful for her to hide the pain from her family.
A one sided love is a curse that the family had for years. And she's the only one who has the curse at the moment. Her light blue eyes slowly went dead. The girl slowly walked to her mirror to see her face. "If I don't make *Unknown person* love me I'll be unalive in three weeks." She mumbled to herself. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. Her lips were blood red, some of the blood was on her chin. She sighed and washed her face. She walked to her room and laid down on her bed.