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It’s a calm afternoon. Birds chirping, with a light breeze blowing. Basketball is on in the background; it’s March, after all. Seemingly this was like any other day, but in a few minutes it would quickly become one that changed my life. I’m upstairs in my room, running through my agenda for what would soon be due on Monday. Before long, a familiar voice hits my ears. “Jake, can you come meet me in the living room?” my Dad yells upstairs. As I arrive, I notice the entire family has congregated. The feeling in the room is rather tense, and I know at this point that something’s wrong. As soon as I sit down, my Dad utters four words that would shake me to my core: “Jake, I have cancer.” It wasn’t simply my Dad’s age that made this seem

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