The writings in this chapter are dedicated to the memory of my friend's cousin, Brooke. If you haven't heard of Brooke, she was a little girl who fought leukemia for about two and a half years. She passed away on 9/29/2006 at the age of five. Brooke touched many lives, including my own.

In his chapter, Lilo is dying of cancer (yes; it's yet another "Lilo gets cancer" story)…and as she slowly slips away, we learn just how much she considered Stitch as…

The Nicest Angel

I've had cancer for two and a half years now. The doctors said I should have died two days after I got sick, but I didn't. Jumba tried to help me, but he couldn't; even with all his smartness and alien technology, he could only watch helplessly as I began to wither away. As I'm lying here on this hospital bed, he's watching me: so is Pleakley and Nani and David.

My life was fun, for the most part. When my parents died in that car crash all those years ago, I thought I'd never be happy again.

But then came Stitch.

I had prayed for the nicest angel in heaven to come to me and be my friend; God answered my prayers by sending me a little, blue alien. At first, he didn't seem like a nice angel: he kept tearing things up, being mean to other people, stuff like that.

Basically, Stitch was just like me. Maybe that's why we got along so well…

Two years after that, Stitch got sick. He kept going back to being bad, but he couldn't help it. Stitch even died from his glitch…I felt so bad, since I had been so mean to him while he was dying…

And now, here I am dying, and Stitch is holding me, crying, because he knows I'm going away soon.

Don't cry, Stitch. You'll still have Jumba and Pleakley and Nani and David and all of the other Cousins…especially Angel.

I used to hate Angel, because Stitch loved her. But I learned that Stitch loved me, too: I was his older sister, his role model, his rescuer.

Angel and I became such good friends after I first got cancer. We'd play Zombie Slayers 4 together…I still can't believe she beat me on her first try! I wish we could play together, one more time.

Angel's here, too, crying along with Stitch as she strokes my hand. Angel's going to have Stitch's baby really soon. She told me that she wished I would be able to see it, and I told her not to worry, and that I'd be watching them from heaven.

Because I will.

A few of the other Experiments have been through to see me, but besides Stitch and Angel, Sparky has seen me the most. He was the first Experiment Stitch and I ever caught, and everybody says that he loves me; not like a sister, but like a girlfriend. I think the word he had for me is buchibu. He once told me that he'd like to kiss me, and I let him…I didn't think he would actually do it. That's right: I got my first-ever kiss on the lips from Sparky. He's here, too. He's holding my other hand; not patting or stroking it, just holding it.

I see someone coming into the room.

Could it be…?

Is it…?

Oh, my…!

It is…!

Mom and Dad!

But I thought you were dead.

You were, you say?

You've come to take me home to heaven?

But…can I say goodbye to Stitch first?

I can? Thank you.

Goodbye, Stitch. I'll se you later. I love you.

I'm ready to go home now.

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