I breathe in then I breathe out.
I breathe in then I breathe out.
That's all I can think about anymore.
I raised one hand to my head knowing if I moved to much I would find myself in horrible agony of pain not being able to do anything about it.
I rub my head to make sure everything had been alright.
It was.
I fall back asleep for awhile...
Door Creeks
"Hello?"
My doctor had been there as well as my mother, my father, and older sister; Katlyn.
My mother had tears in my eyes; it seemed as if there was an entire ocean.
My father wouldn't lay eye contact on me, he knew if he looked at me his eyes would become just like my mothers.
My older sister took my cold hand to place it in hers. She stared at the tube in my vein for only a moment.
"Hey what flavor is that?"
I couldn't eat.
I was to sick to eat.
They put a tube a vein in my left arm to insert my food.
"Grape,"
"Cool."
Her voice had been so shaky.
And finally the doctor; he was absolutely fine. His face look as if he was so used to giving patiences a bad news that it didn't bother him anymore.
He pulled out my charts for every month stating my progress of every month.
July 2016
There was a big red streak heading down the page as sharp as could be.
My parents looked at each other.
My sister looked away.
The doctor looked into my eyes.
"Clarke?"
"Yea.."
"You're one strong little girl, I need you to know that."
"Yes, yes I do."
He shows me the chart.
"Do you know what this mean?"
"Yes.."
"You're not doing so well,"
"I'm tr...ie..ing...."
I bursts out into tears.
My sister squeezes my Hand.
She looks into my eyes,
"You're going to be okay, Understood."
I wipe my eyes,
"Understood."
The doctor finished his sentence.
" There's nothing we can do for you here, this is just a local hospital."
I started to panic.
"WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT DO U MEAN!?"
"We are going to bring you to a hospital in Boston MA where we can try to make you better."
"NO NO NO NO NO BOSTON IS NOT ILLINOIS!!!!"
"Shhhh"
I feel a pain in my right shoulder.
"Why am I tired?!"
"Shhh"
"WHAAA......"
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Blonde And Blue
Aksi8 year old Clarke had already been through enough. Battling stage 2 leukemia only had little left.. they came and they took only leaving her with her blonde hair and blue eyes