13} my muse and your muse switch bodies! twist is, they now access each other’s memories.
Peter had never heard of that word before in his entire life, but this teen wasn’t himself as of right now. He didn’t know what or who or why this was happening, but he seemed to be trapped in his friend, Cassie’s, body. Her boobs were pretty great. She didn’t seem to think so.
Osteosarcoma. - Bone cancer.
Memories began to flood the boy’s(girl’s?) senses. Alone, she was alone. No brothers, no sisters. No one. No one but books all around her, scattered in piles and piles. She played in between them like they were castles or portals into other worlds. Edgar Alan Poe became a favorite at a young age. She was fascinated with his words, how they can be so dark, yet so beautiful.
Osteosarcoma - Someone has bone cancer.
There was this boy. Rather good looking, a little cocky in Peter’s opinion. An overwhelming sense of pride and love swelled up inside her little body every time she saw him. Augustus. Augustus Walters. They were practically inseparable, since she had no one else to play with and he fascinated her so much. She soon had someone to share her love of reading with, her love of life, her love of beauty. The way they…they articulated their words was something else entirely. It was poetic but so them. It didn’t seem to make any sense, but you’d have to be in her being in order to understand.
Osteosarcoma - Her cousin has bone cancer.
She got the call when she was a teen. They hadn’t talked in months, years even. They were living separate lives, they were on separate paths. She had her books and he had his words and that was it. When Cassie went to the hospital with her parents that day, to see him, she was in shock. The person she had come to look up to was still the same, although there was something drastic that was missing. His leg.
Osteosarcoma - Augustus Walters has bone cancer.
She cried for hours that day. Hours upon hours. Never in front of him though, she couldn’t show him that she was scared, not now. She had to be there for him. From that moment on, she didn’t leave his bedside. Every chemo treatment, every doctor’s appointment, every night in the hospital she was with him. She didn’t want him to be alone through this. They weren’t inseparable like they were at a younger age- they were older now, different. She called him every night, but spiritually, she was there. She held his hand while he fought for his life, quite literally. She was there when he was learning how to walk again. She read him books when he was too tired to open his eyes to read. She loved him with every sense of the word. They were family, and there was nothing else that she could do right now but love him.
Osteosarcoma - Bone cancer, not a curse.
He fought long, he fought hard, he fought dirty. He got his wish - a remission. The battle wasn’t over yet. Round one was just finishing and round two would sucker him out cold. She began to travel to tell Augustus all about life and how wonderful it would be with him in it when he was better.
That all changed when he met Hazel Grace.
And life took a tole for the worse when he lit up like a christmas tree.
Peter couldn’t bring himself to access any more memories. Cassie’s life was a harsh one, and her bright attitude was something to look up to. How she did it, he had no idea. He had found himself a new apprication for his friend, and hoped that his mind wouldn’t scare her too-too much.
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