Author's Note: Yeah, this is really a true story. I wanted to do something for cancer, and after a life-changing event, I decided that this was a good way to get awareness out there. Even though the event happened about two months ago… *Nervous chuckle*

DISCLAIMER: I'm a 13-year-old girl writing fanfiction. Do I look like I own Club Penguin?

Hailley's POV

It's been two months. Two months since a part of me died inside. Two months since my world turned upside-down. Two months since she went to a better world, with no suffering.

The moon smiled down on the lake, taunting me to glare up at it, but yet trying to cheer me up from my brooding. I scowled at the white, glowing orb, "You don't know what it's like to lose someone you love, Luna," I deathly narrowed my eyes to the source of my powers, "You don't live. You don't cry. You don't love, for crying out loud!" I swung my arms at the dark blue liquid, causing a waterquake to blast up towards the endless sky.

I felt a stinging in my eyes, my favorite element begging me to let it fall to its blessed snow. No, I'm not going to cry. It's been two months, Hailley. It's time to be strong, to be the stubborn girl you were born to be.

But you were also born to cry, to love, to actually feel. You said so yourself. You need to let your feelings out. Do you really want to become like Jet?

Well, no… But someone needs to be supporting!

Yes, but you can't always rely on yourself. You need to lean on someone, instead of turning to yourself for comfort. It'll never work out.

But whenever I lean on someone else, I never do anything! If I want to be successful, I need to do it on my own!

But you'll wear yourself out.

So what? Water is supposed to be warm, healing, calming!

But water is also destructive, cold, foggy, and always changing.

… Okay, fine, you do have a point.

Of course I have a point. I always do!

… No comment…

I hate you.

Love you too.

Anyway, you have friends to help you out. You know that Meg would help you anytime, and that she actually understands you.

But Meg's psychic!

But she's known you for more than 10 years, correct?

Well, yeah, but…

No buts about it. Actually show emotion, and let it all out. You know you want to.

But whenever I show emotion, I get, well, emotional!

Let it out, now.

After much begging, my beloved tears fell down, almost like a waterfall. Heh, waterfall. Get it? … Oh, screw you.

I haven't mourned my loss ever since the day of the funeral. Sure, I didn't go back to my home, but I still showed my loss.

It seemed the dark lake was morning along with me, as it turned to almost black. Must be a cloud.

I've been close to my grandmother, and when I found out she had cancer, a bit of my glass heart broke. I knew I was hoping against hope by wanting her to survive, but I couldn't help but be angry at myself for not saying good-bye to her.

And so, that was the day I decided to write a letter to her. Mail was the only way to communicate to my family, and her. And mail was the way that my heart was broken to pieces.

*FLASHBACK TIME!*

February fourteenth. Oh, how I hate that day. I thought to myself as I waltzed into the steel elevator I know so well.

I was not expecting a letter for me. You know, Valentine's Day was about love, not about having your heart broken.

"Here, C.M." G handed me a rather thick envelope, and there's shaky writing on front. It's not grandma's. It's mom's.

Then, at that moment, Rookie says something extremely insulting, "Why do you always get letters? Are they worth something to you?"

And, that's the moment I nearly lose control. Glaring at the green penguin, I retorted, "Yes, it does mean something to me!" I must have gone glowy, because everyone's backing away from me.

"Have you ever left your family without saying good-bye?" I threatening pointed at Rookie. "I'm pretty sure you haven't! You don't know what my life was before Club Penguin! You're not psychic, and you're not Gizz!"

"Hailley! Can you please calm down?" Gizz looked pretty worried, and she does not get worried.

Coming out of my Glowy State (Hehehe…), I looked over at Gizz. "Open the letter. Get it over with." Her eyes were pleading me not to lose control again.

Letting my eyebrows knit together, I anxiously glanced over to Jet, Rookie, and G.

Well, this can't be good.

You think?

Oh, shut up.

Plopping down on a chair ("Oof!"), I tore the white envelope open. Peering inside, I already felt sick, even though I hadn't read the letter completely:

Dear Hailley,

I'm very sorry to say this, but Grandma's in a better place. The cancer's finally gotten to her. For the past couple of days, she's either been asleep, or just barely awake. The hospice staff stayed by her side, and a couple of hours after we left, she passed on. Before we left though, I read her your last letter, and she just nodded and smiled. I have the letter in here with this as well.

Always loving you,

Mom and Dad

Letting out a couple of tears, I opened said letter, and as I read it, I couldn't help but smile knowing that Grandma knew I was okay before she left this world.

Dear Grandma,

I don't know if you're reading this, but I have this feeling I won't see you again. I'm doing okay in Club Penguin. My 13th birthday passed, and I couldn't be happier. Meghan is doing just fine, and I'm sure she's crushing on G Billy! But, knowing me, I'm probably wrong.

We still have Herbert, though he might escape. Anything's a possibility, I guess. My powers have gotten better, and now I'm even training Water Ninjas for the EPF! How awesome is that?

I've finally figured out that Santa Claus doesn't exist. Better late than never, am I right? Well, I might disagree with that later on, but for now, I'm agreeing with that more than ever.

And, now that I've reached the end of this possibly last letter, I want to say that I love you, and you will forever be in my heart. Oh, and Meghan says that she isn't crushing on G Billy. I know she's denying it, though.

Your loving granddaughter,

Christian Morning

Cheekily grinning, I smirked at Gizz. "Don't you even think about reading that out loud. Don't you even think about it!" I just grinned evilly, knowing that this will be one of the best moments in my life.

*END FLASBACK! XD*

Oh, man. That was pretty funny, don't you think?

Heck yeah! I know Meg's crushing on him!

But what about that Matt dude?

Just a distraction.

Oh.

A long pause, and then I noticed the sun was on the horizon.

So, I've been out here all night?

Yeah, I guess so. Time for bed, don't you think?

Yep, I'd say so.

Getting up, I yawned and suddenly felt drained. Deciding that I'd better hurry, I briskly walked in the direction of my igloo.

When I finally got to the place I call home, my peace was interrupted by my other self.

When do you think Meg will admit she likes GB?

Well, I finally have my first story and my first CP fic! Yeah, I had to change I couple of things, but the whole point is still there. And I did this without a draft, and without stopping. So if there is anything that you think isn't right, just say so. And, if you have a question, I'm all ears! I like to make sure there aren't any misunderstandings!

Want cookies? Review then! Reviews are like love! And sarcasm! =) Can't go without it!