Cancer

One day my friend and I were hanging out, being weird and happy as usual. She started playing with my hair when I heard her say "Your hair! What's wrong?" I said "What? What happened?" She replied "It's falling out!" I said "oh it's just hair, it always does that."

Two months pass by and my friend is here again, and like always were happy and giggly. Then, she started playing with my hair again. She then said "Your hair! What's wrong?" I replied "What? What happened?" She said "It's falling out!" I then replied "Oh it's just hair, it always does that."

Five more months pass by and I'm really sick, but my friend comes over anyway and started playing with my hair. She said "Your hair! What's wrong?" I replied "I know. There's a lot missing, but it's just hair and it'll grow back."

A week goes by and I'm in the hospital, sicker than ever. My life right now consists of strangers in white coats. They poke me with needles, and they say all this fancy and scary stuff that I do not understand. Then, she walks in, and she's crying. "Hey..your hair...it's all gone, and I know what's wrong." She said. I was confused and asked "What? What's wrong with me?" And then everything went silent. I can't hear anyone and my vision is going blurry, but all I feel right now is pain and the grasp of her hand holding mine tightly and kissed my forehead.

And now I understand what was wrong with me, and why my hair was falling out. I am gone, just like my hair because of cancer.