Brave,strength,and courage are three words that my mother said were the key words to life.Especially my life.I have had to be brave,courageous,and have strength for 4 years now.I've been battling lung cancer for 4 years .I was diagnosed with it at the age of 11.Im fifteen now ,and still no luck.Everynight Is like a mystery.I never know if I'll stop breathing ,but that wasn't the scariest part.The scariest part was thinking I won't wake up one day.I'll just die in the middle of the night and I won't even know it,until I get to the other side.That thought runs through my mind everyday.But I think to my self.Pain demands to be felt!
"Let's get through another day Alessia."I whispered to myself while sliding off my bed.Pain on my side started to come very intensely."It's okay.You can do this!"I mumbled in pain.I put on my yellow bunny slippers ,with my blue silk robe and walked downstairs for breakfast.In the kitchen was my mother making breakfast.Bacon and eggs with orange juice.Delicious.I thought with a grin on my face."Good morning mom!"I said while taking a seat at the table."Good morning honey."My mom replied,giving me my breakfast.I noticed my pills were right beside my orange juice.I sighed heavily."How was your sleep"My mom asked with concern."The usual.Aching,and pain."I sighed."I know it's hard but you have to be strong.For you and for me."My mother said."I know,I know."I replied,taking my my pills."Mom I'm not hungry" I said walking upstairs."Honey??"My mom called.I walked into my room and shut the door behind me.I sat on my bed and tears started to fill my eyes.Its just so hard.I thought."No.I will not cry.I will be strong.For mom"I mumbled wiping my tears away.I got dressed and grabbed one of my favourite books."Fractured"After,I jumped on my bed and started to read.I liked the book fractured because it's about being strong.Having courage.Thats what I really needed.
After about 15-20 minutes my mother and I had to go to the hospital for therapy.Every time we go there I think the same thing.I hope this works.Then again I've been saying that for the last four years.I walked downstairs to the living room and my mom was there waiting for me."Are you ready to go?"My mother questioned."Yes"I replied knowing that it wasn't true.We walked to the car and we got in."I hate this stupid seatbelt!It feels like it's pushing on my lungs."I complained."Then don't put it on your chest"My mom said starting the car.We drove of and I was getting prepared for another day of needles.
We arrived at the hospital and shivers went down my spine.I hate this place!I thought.We walked in and doctors and patients were everywhere.I saw my doctor walking towards us."Hello Alessia.How are you?"Dr.Morgan asked."Im fine how are you?"I replied."Not to bad.Okay let's get started.Dr.Morgan lead us to his office.When we got there he sat me down on the chair and numbed my arm."You'll feel a pinch"The doctor said.He looked at the scan and no expression on face.I was worriedI hope that didn't mean anything.
After the therapy I was waiting because the doctor and my mother were discussing my tests.Dr.Morgan walked down the hall.I was curious because my mom was not with him.I walked around the corner and saw my mom sitting down and crying."Mom?Whats wrong?"I asked very worried."Honey.The doctor told me about your test.Your cancer has traveled through your whole body and.....you don't have much time."My mother sobbed,hugging my tightly.No words escaped my mouth.Tears were rushing down my face.
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Breathing Brave
General FictionHave you ever had that one moment in your life where you just wanted to give up,quit.I can relate.I was diagnosed with lung cancer at the age of 11.For the past 4 years I have been battling cancer.Every day was hell and still is.The most hardest day...
