They say my hair shouldn't fall out,which is a plus in this screwed up and all horrible predicament. I used to say that I hated my hair but now if I lost it... I think I would pitch a fit.
My friends would find out that way, that I had cancer. They can't know. The school knows, my family knows, everybody that knows looks at me like I'm some kicked puppy. I will not allow that with my friends.
I want to laugh with them and be normal. Normal wouldn't happen if they knew.
"Sara? You okay?" Nicole touched my arm, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm fine" I smiled at her. Nicole was one of the most innocent girls I knew, she refused to even swear.
Nicole was taller than me, and she had really dark brown hair, it was almost black. She didn't wear make up, her brown eyes were huge without the help of mascara and eyeliner.
Anna and Aria laughed loudly and the rest of us looked at them for an explanation. "We... and then.." Anna could not seem to form any words. Aria laughed harder at the attempted explanation.
The teachers tapped on our table and motioned that it was time to leave. Uhg, I didn't want to go, my brain already hurt. I wanted to go home and sleep.
I had math class next, which made my brain hurt even more.
Then I remembered, I started therapy today. I groaned and Nicole looked at me sideways. "What was that about?"
"Nothing... just remembered something that sucks" I rolled my eyes and walked into math.
After math, science, history, and a horrible bus ride home my head felt like it was going to explode and I was dreading my first treatment.
I was excused from my homework the rest of the year, as if I would do it with a migraine like this?
I changed into yoga pants and a huge sweatshirt, the ideal comfort clothes, and groaned. I didn't even want to turn on the TV or music because that would probably make my brain hurt worse.
I have to make sure the doctors give me pain meds or I'm going to choke somebody.
My mom called me after what felt like an eternity "Get ready, I'm pulling onto our street now."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, I thought to myself "let's do this thing."
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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?