Alone. Scared. No one there for you. That monent everyone has in their life. Either they've been bullied, trapped, or even family problems. You feel like the world around you has stopped spinning. Like you fell and hit your head on the way to heaven. Sadly, thats basicly my life. I dont know how I haven't died of tears. Well, this is my story.
March 7, 1996, My mom said that was the best moment in her life. The day I was born. My mom said the moment she saw me, that I was going to be beautiful. But now a days, shes the only person who does. When I was 8, I was diagnosed with some type of cancer. You think, Im going to be all bones, Im going to loose my hair, and the worst thought was Im not going to be a normal kid.
The first day of school I had most of my hair, so nobody could really tell I
had cancer. In fact the only person I told the whole story to was my best friend, Molly Goutry. She was that one person I could tell everything to. No matter if it was family drama, bullys, boy drama anything at all really.
"No way, this has to be some kind of prank, you know to get me all worried and then when im close to tears you finnaly admit you were just lying that whole time." Molly said in a panic. "I wish it was." I told her close to tears. "But thats not possible your way to young." I walked away crying and said quickly I had to go.
