ACER, josey noah.

[! JOSEY NOAH ACER.]

JOSEY NOAH ACER.

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* FEELS JUST LIKE WE'RE LOSING CONTROL.
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TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.

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"i guess i'll just start with my name, since that's how things like this are done most often, right? okay. well. my full name is josey noah acer. i like it, it's nice and short, easy to sign in cursive, and you can't really make any dumb nicknames out of it. i'm not a big fan of nicknames, but if you can come up with one, go ahead and give it a try. most people just call me josey. i'm female, obviously. it's not that hard to tell, but i'm not going to pull down my pants or lift up my shirt to prove it to you. you have to just trust me. i was born may second, and i'm currently sixteen years old. i've been lucky to make it this far and i'll be lucky if i see seventeen. i've been through elementary school, middle school, and i was a sophomore in high school when they shipped me out here to the asylum. for what reason? i don't even know. i have no interest in dying in a place like this. i'd rather die in a hospital, but i guess since my body hates hospitals, i can't really do that. i'm heterosexual, which means straight, in case you didn't know. i've never been in love, and i don't want to be. i don't want to cause anyone heartbreak when i die. if you're wondering what the hell is wrong with me, just keep on reading. you'll know soon enough. oh yes, and if you need to know what i look at, i've got pictures. otherwise, just look up and see me. i guess i look like miley cyrus, but she's not dying."

TELL US ABOUT YOUR MEDICAL HISTORY.

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"i was diagnosed acute myeloid leukemia when i was thirteen. if you don't know what that is, it's basically a fancy term for, my white blood cells grow abnormally fast and it's messing up the production of my bone marrow and red blood cells. it's really rare for a young kid to have. at first, i was just bruising and bleeding easily. i was always tired and sometimes it was hard to breathe. we ran tests, and found out what was wrong. scary. i know. i'm sixteen now. for a while, i was fine. i did the treatment, the chemo, took the meds. it was all good. they told me i was going to be a young survivor. i really wanted to be a spokes person for kids with leukemia, help them pull through it. i wanted to shine some hope in the lives of others. however, that's not happening anytime soon. you see, when i was almost sixteen, a little earlier, my body began to reject the treatment. at first, i was just vomitting, which is a normal symptom for chemol. the weird thing from the start was that the chemo never made me sick, so for almost three years i didn't have any side effects from the chemo which most people do. it was weird how even after i had this endurance up against the chemo, all of a sudden it was making me sick. i'm not talking like puking every now and then. for days, i couldn't eat because anytime someone put food near me it triggered a gag reflex. finally, the doctors ran tests to find out that my body had built up defenses against the chemotherapy and the medications i was taking along with it, which was why i was vomitting. my body didn't want the meds.

before receiving my death sentence, they said i had one more option. i could try for a bone marrow transplant, and perhaps the new marrow would help even out the cell count. we tried, and my body rejected the transplant like some people's bodies reject new hearts or organs. it was like my body just didn't want to survive. but i did. i still do. while the cancer is rare, that's why it's so hard to treat. the survival rate for my type of cancer is only fourteen percent. that's a scary number, if you ask me. and since my body isn't allowed treatment, my chances of survival are slim to none. i received my death sentence about six months ago, which was when i started going into denial about it. i started to convince myself that i wasn't going to die. i had a whole life ahead of me. i was just a normal girl. i didn't have cancer. there was nothing wrong with me. the doctors were wrong. it's easier to pretend than to face the truth sometimes. so six months ago, the doctors told me that i had anywhere from two weeks to two years to live. no one can really predict a death, you know? that's god's will. yes, i still believe in god. i believe that he cursed me for a reason. but whatever. i'm not going to die. i'm going to survive this. i'm going to be strong. i'm going to fight it. i don't know why i'm in an asylum. they think i'm going to drive myself insane by lying to myself. they think i'm going to try and be suicidal. but i'm not. i'm fine. they don't even understand it."

HOW CAN WE ACCOMODATE YOU BETTER?

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"i like fun things. i like pretending. i like acting like i'm okay. i like making people believe i'm okay so they don't sympathize me. some of my favorite things before coming here were sports, especially volleyball, swimming and softball. i was quite the athlete. you know, until my body decided to refuse treatment - forcing me into retirement for good. i don't like that i can't fight my disease. i don't like that i can't get treatment and i have to rot in an asylum. i don't really tell people about what's wrong with me because i hate when people feel bad for me. this makes me secretive and that's why people don't like getting close to me. they think they can't trust me. they can, they just have to respect my secrets. you can probably accomodate me better by telling people to get over themselves. i'm not afraid of anything. except dying. i guess. i don't know. i don't want to die, but it's inevitable, so whatever. i think i'm more or less afraid of dying without making something of myself. i want to have a positive effect on the world first. i just need more time. i don't like not knowing. i don't know when i'm going to die. that's the scariest part. at any time, i could not wake up in the morning. yes, i'm in denial. i don't like to think about my cancer. whatever, you'll get over it. people tell me i might die, i tell them it's not going to happen. i'm stubborn, and i like to think i know everything. however, i don't open up to people often and i don't talk about myself, which leaves people wondering. i'm a mysterious person. it's all good."

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PAST.

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"i'm from mistletoe, kentucky. random, right? i know. small town usa, baby. i grew up on a horse farm with my parents and my siblings. my mother was valarie johnson, until she married my dad, thomas acer. i wasn't their first born. they got married when they were eighteen, had a child a few months later, and that would be my big brother travis roy. he's twenty five now. then they had huck nicholas, who is twenty one now. after those two comes the twins, who are eighteen, named toby bradley and robbie keith. then came me, the daughter of the family. the baby girl. numero cinco. after me comes my little brother waylan ross, who's fourteen. the newest and final addition to the family is blake russel, who's ten. we're a big, happy family. they all still work on the farm except for travis roy, who went on to college and to be some kind of business man. you could say we don't really get along with him very well now, since he refused the family business. i'm going to run the ranch once they get me out of this place. we own thirty two horses, three dogs, and six cats. blake has a pet snake and huck has a lizard, or something gross like that. i don't know. we live in the country. of course we have lots of animals. total, we have about fifty horses living on our property, with boarders and what not. it's a beautiful place. over five hundred acres. growing up, i was the cowgirl of the family. i loved my cowgirl boots, my country music and my horse, daisy. yeah, not so much these days."

IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE?

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"i know i'm going to die. i'm just going to pretend like i'm not."

THE MASTERMIND BEHIND IT ALL.

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hey, my name is LEX.[/color] i have YOUR MOM'S[/color] tracks spinning on my record. this is my THIRD[/color] character. i have been roleplaying for EVER[/color]. the password is ADMIN EDIT[/color].[/font][/size]
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