Madeline’s POV “Mom, please, you have to take the pills,” I sighed, trying to get her to open her mouth. We’ve been at this for almost an hour now. I was trying to convince her that she needed her pills, and she was pushing them away and screaming at me that she didn’t want them. She slapped my hand away, and a handful of pills scattered all over the floor. I sighed and got down on my knees to pick them up. “Don’t bother, Madeline,” my mom said. “I’m not taking them.” I looked up at her. I wanted to scream. She didn’t have to be in pain! She was lying in her bed, clutching her stomach, and sobbing quietly. She was covered in sweat. Her white nightgown was wet, and it was sticking to her body. She was pale and so fucking thin. I could barely get her to eat anything. She lost all of her hair months ago. It was really hard for me to see her without her hair, her eyebrows, and her eyelashes. It was the first time I realized that my mom was really sick. I knew that she h
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