I'm Not Real?

Chapter 1: Growing Up

Hi! I'm Emily, but people call me Em. I'm 13 years old and I have an amazing life. I have 2 brothers, Max and Leo. Max is 7 and Leo is 10. I'm the oldest as you can see. I used to have a sister but she... She passed away when she was very young. I have the strongest parents that I know. We live in New York and it's amazing here. My life is kind of boring. I don't really do much.

I don't think of my self as an amazing person. I don't have very many friends, but I keep moving on. I really love to sing and dance. I feel like I'm talking too much... Anyways, I really hope that-
"Emily! I need you to help me with the dishes!"
"Mom I can't right now! I'm making my first YouTube video!"
"You can finish that later!"
I can't argue with my mom. I say to my self 'I'll just have the video later'. I close my laptop and turn off my camera. Doing the dishes may not be fun but I do whatever I need for my mom. She isn't really in the best mood lately. You see, my brother, Leo, he was diagnosed with leukemia a while back. I'd say about two weeks ago. So we never know how much longer we have. I really love him and I wish it wasn't true, but we keep moving on.
"Thank you for helping me with the dishes love."
"No problem mom! I wanted to ask, may I get a new camera for my YouTube channel?"
"You really want to start a channel?"
"Yeah! I mean I'm young and it takes a while to get started. So why not! I really hope that people like my videos! So? May I?"
"Maybe. I'll think about it Hun okay? I have a lot on my mind right now."
"Okay. I'll b in my room if you need me!"
I walk back to my room. I grab my phone and get on Instagram. I don't know why, but I've always had an interest in knowing how my friends are. After about 5 minutes, I get up to go get a drink. I walk down the stairs and trip somehow.
"OWW MOOOMMM!"
"HUNNY WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"I WAS W-W-WALKING DOWN THE STAIRS AND I F-F-FELL!" I could barely get the words out. Nothing like this has ever felt so much pain. It's terrible.
"It looks like it's popped out of place. We need to get you to the hospital now!"
My dad picks me up and runs me to the car. The pain was so intense. I screamed the whole way there. Thankfully it wasn't a long drive. My dad picked me up and ran me into the hospital. They got me right in. The weird thing was that I didn't even walk fast down the stairs. I felt a sharp pain and then I just fell breaking my foot.
"We're going to have to do surgery. This is really bad. NURSE WE NEED TO GET HER TO THE EXAMEN ROOM NOW!"
"NOOOO MY BABY!" My mom was frightened. She had enough going on that this was too much for her. I was rushed into the examen room. They put a mask on me and told me to count back from 20. By the time I was at 12 I was out like a light. Then I woke up. I saw my mom in tears. I was in a new room.
"Mom... What's wrong?"
"Whenever you fell, there was nothing to make you fall. So we had to get tests done on you. And she's scared that something is wrong" my dad was frightened just like my mom. I was scared.
"Hey. Oh good your up? How are you feeling?" The doctor came in.
"I'm good."
"Good! We have the results on her tests..."
TO BE CONTINUED!