Here After

Sick

I wasn't really sure why I had cancer, or what it was. In fact, I never really thought about it. All I really knew was that I started getting sick when I was four, and when I was around the age of 13 it just went away. So yea, I had a deadly disease for nine years and I never really thought about it. It was normal for me. I was use to the trips to the hospital, the random alien machines being hooked to me, the crying, and the "Sleepovers" I had with the other sick kids. That's what my dad called them, "Sleepovers"! I think he was just trying to make me feel like the nights filled with quietness and darkness could be fun. Only he didn't know what it was like. I hated sleepovers at the hospital. It always seemed like I had the most strength out of all the other kids at the hospital. I was always the one running to get the remote, or the pillows. I was even the one that ran to get the nurse when Jackson died.

Other days when I was feeling just fine, I lived a normal life. I went to school, I watched cartoons, played outside. Like I said, the hospital was a normal routine for me. My childhood was actually fun when I was out if the hospital. I loved it!!! I ate Chinese almost every night with dad and watched The Simpsons!!! It was awesome. That's really what I did every night if I think about it. My dad was always working late, and I ate like a grown man so when he got home from the office I always got to choose what take out we got and I always chose Chinese!!!

My mom is a whole different story though. After I was born she left the hospital. I've seen her before, only because she's my mother though. Her and my dad got into a huge fight on who would have full custody, but that fight is done and over with....dad won!

I'm not really sure why mom left me... I always thought about it though. I always wondered why my hair wasn't in a bow like all the other little girls, or why I always wore green on picture day, and why my dad always gave my teachers money to take me school clothes shopping.

Even though I was dying I still went to school, and on the days I couldn't come to school the board would send out a special tutor. Dad always made sure I got my school work in. Mostly Because he paid good money to send me to a private school, but he kind of had this image of me being a lawyer like himself and papa.

When I was a little girl I lived with my papa while my dad was still in law school. I loved it there! His house was so much fun! It was huge! I use to go on adventures. His house was built in 1912 on a huge plantation just outside of Maryland. So, it had all these different pathways and secret shortcuts around the house! My dad said that I was very ambitious as a child. I guess it was true.

The only part of my childhood that I hated was the night I got up from my bed an hear my papa tell my dad that I looked so much like my mother. Which isn't a bad thing, but then I heard him say that it made him "sick".