Saving MacKenzie

Hello! My name is MacKenzie! But people call me Maccy, or Kenzie. I'm thirteen years old and I am battling brain cancer. I was born with cancer and have been fighting it since. I was expected to die three years ago...but I pulled through. The hard thing about it is not the pain or tumers, it's the fact that my life could end just like THAT! in a snap of a finger. Throughout my life I've heard people ask their kids...'what do you want to be when you grow up?' But you see, nobody's asked me that. Everyday could be the end, and the end is just the beginning. I'm used to the feeling of being ignored and I've grown accustomed to it, so when people other than the doctor or my family talk to me....I am shocked. I'm not the prettiest of girls. I'm bald...I don't have beautiful locks of golden hair or super long flirtatious eyelashes...I don't have any hair. I usually keep a bandana over my head. My favorite one is the pink. I don't know any life outside of the hospital. The world is like mars to me it's strange and scary yet exciting!! I never dreamed of becoming a super star or model. Because i've always been told to never get my hopes up. I've learned from that mistake. But even though I shouldn't be dreaming and hoping...I sometimes do. My dream is to travel the world see everything before my life comes to an end. I've learned the hard way that life is too short to waste it. I have scars up and down my body from surgeries and needles. But I believe that with every scar there is a story...that's why I actually like them. So as I said before I don't dream or hope, but one day a two boys brought a spring back into my step.