"Sara... I am so sorry..." the doctor kept talking, I could see her mouth moving but all I heard was white noise. The test! No, no, no! They had said I only had a 5% chance of having it. Five.
My mom sobbed into my arm, my dad stood in the corner with his mouth agape. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I let out a strangled and unintelligible sentence.
Then I ran.
I pushed the door open and ran down the sterile hallway. Startled nurses looked at me and tried to catch me, but there was no way I was going to let stop me. I don't know how I ended up in the courtyard at Children's Hospital in Boston but I was there. I didn't know what to do.
I yanked my hair, I kicked dirt and rocks and finally screamed at the top of my lungs.
I screamed until my lungs ached and I could barely breath. A tumor. There was a tumor in my brain. A freaking tumor in my freaking brain! I felt like my head weighed a million pounds.
My eyelids were heavy and there were spots in my vision, I barely heard a nurse yell "HERE! SHES HERE!" And then, in the middle of the courtyard, I passed out.
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The bright white lights blinded me as I woke up. I heard people murmuring softly around me "chemo... yes we know... are you sure?... my poor baby girl!" My mother kissed my forehead and I opened my eyes all the way.
"Hi sweetheart, how are you feeling?" I knew she was trying to be nice but I wanted to scream at her. I had a FREAKING tumor in my head. What person would feel okay knowing that?
Instead of screaming I tentatively opened my mouth and whispered "I don't think I'm going to be okay."
With that I collapsed into a blubbering mess, my arms clasped round my moms neck as I sobbed into her shoulder. I believed my words, I don't think I was going to be okay.
*Undergoing some huge changes rn...*
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Sincerely, Sara
Teen FictionSara Trithe is 14, and her life is finally seeming to come together, when it falls apart. Sara has a cancerous brain tumor and limited days ahead of her. How long can she keep her secret, and her life?
