They Threw Me Out the Night I Was Dying
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"Get out! You AIDS-riddled whore!"
Father pointed at the door, Mother shrieked curses, my sister Emily cried trying to hold me back. But no one knew, I didn't have AIDS. I had stage 4 pancreatic cancer.
On a freezing October night, I was thrown out barefoot in my pajamas. Huddled under a bridge, I planned to return tomorrow with hospital proof, proof it was cancer, not AIDS.
Tomorrow they'll be...
Father pointed at the door, Mother shrieked curses, my sister Emily cried trying to hold me back. But no one knew, I didn't have AIDS. I had stage 4 pancreatic cancer.
On a freezing October night, I was thrown out barefoot in my pajamas. Huddled under a bridge, I planned to return tomorrow with hospital proof, proof it was cancer, not AIDS.
Tomorrow they'll be...

















































