A dancer with cancer

Chapter 18

"I am so sorry." I the doctor looked me in the eyes and told me the worst news ever. "the cancer is spreading," he said looking down on his sheet of paper,like he had written it up." it's getting worse and worse as the days go on." the doctors eyes started to water as he told me the worst news of my life " Ella, I am very very sorry. you have only a estimate of 7 days to live it could be more it could be less." i burst out into uncontrolled sobs, getting louder and louder with every passing second, why? Why? I am not done living yet God. I want to have a husband, kids, a job, i want to live. this is the first time in a long time I said why me. " the pain is going to be unbearable for your last days so you will be hooked up to a machine that will keep you, well, ummm able to bear the pain. you will be sleeping around 20 hours a day." what! in my last days sleeping. " i am very sorry Ella " he said almost exiting the door with tears on his face.
**********Nicole's POV**********
I watch my daughter suffer for a long time for nothing. not even for her cure. I could not cry. I needed to be strong. "Is there any you could do. please! please!." I screamed tears starting to fall down my face. I wiped them off quickly. he shook his head and smiled a sad smile. Ella cried harder and harder. I picked her up and rocked her the way a mother would with her knew born baby. he cried even harder. she was feeling exactly how I felt. I have to be strong I told myself.
"I know. honey, I know." I carried her carefully back into the room. no one was in there.

Ella kept crying at least an hour. she finally stopped once she started throwing up from crying to hard. Some nurses put her on a machine and gave her some pills. ella fell asleep very quickly. everyone left us alone. I could not leave he side. I didn't eat. I called my mom and dad to tell them what was happening. they started to pack as soon as they heard. they live in California. I also called Ella's birth farther. he said he was very sorry.

Someone knocked on the door. "come in." I said in a weak voice. nurse Sheri walked in. carrying flowers and some makeup for Ella "thanks." she gave me a hug and left. I held Ella hand as she slept. my baby girl. the best thing in my life is going to leave me and go to heaven. I allowed my self to cry silently, and prayed for a miracle.