One Month Left to Live

       I was at a regular doctor check-up when they told me some unsettling news.
        "Ma'am, we have some serious news to tell you." The doctor said.
        "Ok"
        "You have Cancer, at the most you only have a month left to live."
         "Oh you're joking right. Please tell me you're joking."
         "Why would I joke around about something like that." He wasn't really asking me.
         "Now don't start doing crazy things." He tried to tell me.
      He was saying it like it would be ok. He's not the one that has Cancer. I don't know what I'm going to do. For now I'm just going to what any other person would if they found out they had Cancer;
   First stage- Denial
     "No. I'm pretty sure there was something wrong with the scanner. I don't have Cancer..." Me saying this, I'm not really believing it.
    "You do, everybody goes through this stage. Denial. They think they don't have it, when really they do." He said calmly.
"No I don't" I screamed.
      I didn't even get through the rest of the stages. After I screamed, I ran out the doctor and went to my car and got a hammer out of it then started smashing every other car in the parking lot. I heard lots of alarms going off, but who cares. If I'm dying in a month then everyone else will have to lose some things they want. I want life, but I can't have that, so they can't have their cars.
  "Hey I'm calling the police."
    I can hear random people coming out shouting at me, telling me to stop and they'll call the cops. Then I start hearing sirens and and then
   "Hey put the hammer down."
    "No, why should I."
     I kept on smashing people's cars and then, I probably did the dumbest thing I could be chosen to do. I threw the hammer at the cops eye heard screaming and I ran. I don't know where I was going to go but I was just running.
   I came across a place. It looked like a run down abandoned house. I didn't have food or money or a car, so I went inside. I looked around first to the kitchen because I was hungry. I looked inside all the cabinets and the cupboard but it was empty. I looked in the fridge knowing there was not going to be anything in there. I opened it and guess what.. Nothing like I thought.
    I was really tired, starving, and only had a month to live and I don't want to waste it. I'm pretty sure I'm wanted so I did the only reasonable thing to do and that was is going to sleep.

        I don't know how long I was asleep but when I woke up it was dark. I got up and decided I might as well turn myself in. I mean I was going to be dead in the next month so whatever. I got up and ran the way I came here. I knew where the police station was from here.
     I went and walked in the station and said
    "It's me I'm the person you're looking for, here"
I turned around
   "Handcuff me" I felt handcuffs around my wrists and then they sent me to prison.

1 month later
The girl died. She was in prison for a month and decided since she was going to die in a month and she was in already in prison why listen to the rules. She killed five people and they sent her to death row. On her way to death row she died. R.I.P girl.