I was on a hospital bed with a breathing tube attached to my mouth and nose.I was breathing very heavily.I was fading away........dieing."No,honey please don't leave"My mother cried,holding on to my hand very tightly.
"Ahhh"I screamed sitting up on my bed.It was just a dream!My mother raced into my room."Honey what's wrong!"My mother asked with concern."Nothing it was just a dream"I replied breathing loudly.It felt so real.Probably because sooner or later that will happen.I just hope later!"You scared me!"My mom gasped."Come downstairs for breakfast" My mom said gesturing to come to her."I'll be right down"I replied getting off my bed.I opened my closet door and photo albums fell down.I opened one that was labeled MEMORIES.I started to look through them curiously.Most of the pictures were of me before I had cancer.Those are the memories I want to remember.Tears started rushing down my face.But one picture caught my eye.It was a picture of me on my 11th birthday.The most painful year of them all.
I wish I could just erase that memory.But I can't.It stays with be.Forever.It was the year that my life ended.A memory that will stay with me until the end of time!
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Breathing Brave
Ficção GeralHave 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...
