Hi. I'm Bingo Heeler and I have stage five lung cancer. I'm fourteen years old, and when I found out, I was only five. The doctors found the cancer in my body when it was already at stage three. Once I have my next appointment, they're gonna check to see if I have a brain tumor.
"Bingo honey, you need to get ready for your appointment!" My Mum yelled.
I ran around the house frantically looking for my backpack. It has my oxygen supplies in it.
"Mum, I found it! Can bluey come too?" I asked Mum.
"Yes, honey. She's already in the car. Come on!" Mum replied.
I walked out to the car and we hopped in.
"Mum, please tell me why I have cancer." I said.
"Honey, it's in my mum's DNA, so there was some in mine, spreading to you." She replied.
"Didn't Bluey get that bit of DNA, too?" I asked.
"Yes, Bingo. That's how Bluey got cancer." Mum replied.
"What if I have a brain tumour?" I asked Bluey.
"Then you'll get kemo therapy for a while, and if it doesn't go away on its own, the doctors will remove it themselves." Bluey told me.
"Okay." I replied.
"We're here." My Mum said.
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The Fault In Our Hands
FanfictionThis is a story. About the Fault In Our Hands. -Bingo Heeler