Falling Slowly

Chapter 1

You know, sometimes I sit and wonder to myself about how many people care about living. Like, does anyone wake up in the morning and think 'Holy Crap I'm alive today' ? I know that's what I think every morning.

My name is Kiki Clark & I am seventeen years young to this day. It turns out I was born with a mild, yet calm cancer in my left kidney. It was only discovered late last year and that was the thing that ruined my life, sitting in that doctors ward, awaiting for my medical report. I was fortunate enough to come across a kidney donor who gave me a fresh new kidney (or so I thought) just a few months after my diagnosis.

Life is bad. Every single day I go to Youtaller High school and all that happens is gossip, drama and pointless crap (like every other high school known to man). Sometimes, I just want to punch every single person in the face because they are wasting their life, taking advantage of their life and treating their life like they get a brand new one after that one wears out. Well I tell you one thing, I may die tomorrow our I might've died yesterday, but you know what, I wouldn't change or be anyone different then myself even though how shit my body functions.

I've always wanted to live a normal, teenage girl life. You know, all the sappy stuff. Go shopping with the girls, hang out at the beach and tan all summers long, fall in love with the star footballer... But if you were living my life, you would realise how hard all this is to do from a raged, ole hospital bed, hooked up to meds left, right and centre. I cry out for help, but no one seems to hear me ever, except for Rodge. Rodge is my dad, but I've always called him Rodge because he used to always take me out to the baseball field and would always refer himself to 'Rodge the Slayer', no matter what his hit was like. My parents are divorced and my mother has nothing to do with me, or Rodge anymore, so it's just us. When I had my first kidney failure, I fought through it for him and for everything he had done for me. I knew I couldn't leave him at that point of time, I loved him to much. Rodge is not only my dad, but my best friend, and best friends are the most beautiful and cherished people humans can have.

My mind always wanders about when my time will come, but I guess first things first. Getting through one more week of Youtaller High, then maybe just maybe, surviving at least the first week of summer break.