The sound of vomit could be heard from anywhere in the house. Gagging and choking echoed through the house, bouncing against the walls, making is way into your ears. The sound of it could make anyone shudder. But I was determined to stand next to my brother and put on a brave face, choking back tears so that he couldn't see that I was scared.
It all started with headaches. My brother, Ayden, had had them before, but never like this. It would make him dizzy and faint. His stomach always bothered him and he became clumsy. He started to lose weight. I walked into my dad and moms room to hear my dad on the phone. I couldn't hear all the words but the y sounded scared and sad. The next day I woke up with just my grandma, my sister and I in our house. My brother had been admitted to the hospital when he wouldn't stop throwing up. I didn't go to school that day. I stayed in my room and read. My book could help me escape from the fears of reality.
I came to visit my brother in the hospital after three days. My mom and dad had dark circles under their eyes from lack of sleep. They took us into the hospital waiting room. He has cancer they said. In his head. I tuned out after that. I stood up and ran out of the room. My feet echoed against the clean, polished linoleum. I ran into my brothers hospital room and collapsed on the floor. I cried for 2 hours straight. I woke up on the sofa next to the bed. My brother was awake and looked over at me. I'm gonna have brain surgery! he said. He was happy about it. He didn't understand he could die. My mom and dad never told him that. Anger rushed through my veins, but when I saw his face i started crying all over again. Ayden started crying after that. I skipped school for 2 months. Ayden skipped for more than that...
