Chapter 13

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I got home 10 minutes ago. It's 5:30. The doctor said that almost all my hair would start to fall out by two weeks. I'm really upset. I try not to think about it because every time it brings me to tears. Pieces of my hair have already started to fall out. I love my hair. I had light brown hair with blond tips. I got a wig that looks exactly like it and is around the same length. The doctor said it might be better to just shave it all of. I'm thinking about it because I can't deal with the pain of brushing my hair and having pieces just come out right in my hands.

The doctor said that the tumor got bigger, and it scares me. I really try hard not to think about it. When I got home I ran right into my room. I got a text from my dad asking me if I'm okay. Amy told him I'm sure of it. I told him I'm ok. But that was a lie. I'm not. Dr McCalen said that chemo helps shrink the tumor. I really hope this works. I just want cancer to be out of my life.

I sit on my bed and lay my head against the headboard. I play music because it soothes me and I let tears fall from my eyes. I sit there and just think.

What if I die?

That sentence runs through my head a million times. I'm so young.

When we found out I had cancer, my dad died cried the most. He didn't want to lose me and I didn't want to lose him.

Just knowing that your cells are being destroyed at the moment.... It's the worst feeling.

Now I just sat they're listening to my songs on repeat till I heard a knock on the door. Only one person knocks that same way every time, It's was Cameron.

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