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5th Grade

I dont think you were here for any of it.

Any of 5th grade.

The only time that I recall seeing you,

was over skype.

Our teachers put together a skyping session with you.

You were at your grandmas house.

You smiled, but you looked uncomfortable.

I was in a group of 3.

I was the only one talking.

"How have you been?"

I asked that multiple times.

Another boy in my group yelled at me.

He told me that I kept asking if you were okay.

I apoligized.

I just wanted to return the favor of kindness.

Our 5 minutes was up and the next group took our spots.

A couple months later,

My aunt was diagnosed with breast cancer.

I finally understood the pain.

I wanted to tell you;

to let you know that I get it.

But I couldnt.

A social worker in my school, the same one who told us that you was diagnosed again,

asked a question on the intercom one morning.

"If you know anyone with cancer, please stand."

The whole class stood up.

For you.

Later that day,

it was said that more than half of the students in the school,

knew someone with cancer or were affected by it.

I never knew that such a small building can hold a lot of broken people.