A/n: I wrote this starting out to be my sister's story but that lasted..one part it them turned into my life story/bio/trying to deal with my depression so ignore What the first paragraph says. It's actually really about me. (that sounds selfish) ITS BECAUSE LIKE THE GAY I AM I MUST BE THE CENTER OF ATTENTION (jk)
I'm going to be telling my sister's story so sorry if it's not very good, she's the writer. It is true though so here I go. :)
Alexis was born on July 8th. When she was born, the doctors told my mom it would be a miracle if she lived to be six. My mom was so sad, that was her first daughter. The doctors had even asked my mom if she wanted to just let her go. Not only was my mom told it would be a miracle if she lived to be six, but also being asked if she wanted to give her daughter a chance to live sucked. My mom looked at the doctor and told him "My daughter is a fighter" She was then kept in NICU (Neonatal intensive care unit) for a couple days. Which means she was kept in one of those baby incubators.
She was put on A LOT of meds. I could tell she hated them, but they helped. That's all we could ask for. She couldn't run outside so we spent a lot of time inside together. She could still go outside, it just tired her out to easily.
(I know this isn't a lot, I'm sorry, but I need to stop. I'll update soon. Cross my heart <3 )
