The next morning I woke up and got ready for school. Elizabeth and I walk to class and talked for a while before class started. we asked each other dumb questions like what's your favorite sport and things like that. I asked her what her favorite color was and she said blue. She asked me and I said pink. She said as she laughed "oh you're one of those preppy girls who likes pink." " No that's not why" I responded as I thought that this would be a good time to tell her. she asked me why my favorite color was pink and I told her that every time I see the color pink I know that I have a chance to live. Elizabeth was very confused and had no idea what I was talking about. "huh? is there something you need to tell me?" "Yes actually there is... I mean every time I see a pink cancer ribbon I now that people care about people like me and want to help me get better" I answered her trying to hold back my tears.
At that moment I knew she understood what I was telling her. "Oh my goodness. why didn't you tell me this before?" "I was waiting for the right time to tell you." "are you going to be ok? Are you doing better?" She kept asking questions. I think she was just scared, like anyone would be if they found out there best friend had cancer. I told her about my last CAT scan and how I was getting better, but I still had a some left in me. By the end of the conversation we were both in tears.
At the end of the day I got in my moms car and told her about how I told Elizabeth. She was proud of me and said I was really strong. I was glad that I told Elizabeth that I had cancer, because now I know I can trust her and she is a good friend.
