The girl who lived

5th chapter

My parents called the doctor I will be starting chemo on Monday. Which means I have a weekend of freedom until I'm trapped in a hospital for a month. Is not like I'm not used to it a year ago I was doing the exact same thing. But it gets of boring getting up having the chemo session wondering trough the hospital until its time to have chemo again. I asked my parents if I could go home after each session but they insist that the hospital is safer.

I should be sad. I should be depressed, "Oh poor me I have cancer again". But I'm not sad I can't be there will be plenty of time for that when chemo starts, plus if I'm sad I will only make my family even sadder. I want them to be happy. I'm gonna stay okay for them and for myself even though I might be breaking in the inside.

I hear my mother call me from downstairs so I get my backpack and leave to school. When I arrive Andrew wasn't in the stairs so I go inside the school. I am instantly greeted by looks. Everyone is looking at me with pity and I hate it so I go to my locker I search for my books when I hear a voice call out my name. It was Daniel with Margaret and Andrew. We've been friends forever and I think since that time Daniel and Margaret have been dating. Daniel is short for a guy he is 5'5 dark skin and almost no hair on his head and Margaret is the same height as him. She is a ginger and she has green eyes. Those two couldn't be more right for each other and they're relationship makes me want to puke.

"Hey girl is gonna be alright you know every thing will be fine", Daniel says with his strong Brooklyn accent and he hugs me and Margaret and Andrew join in, when we let go we say nothing. We just keep on walking to our respective classrooms.

Margaret and I stay behind. "I sometimes think is not fair", she says. "Is not", I replay. "Well my friend just so you know, a lot of people say I'm very funny and they also say my shoulder is very comfy. If you ever are in need of my services they are free", Margaret tells me and I laugh.

"Thanks Marge I really appreciate it", I replay.

The bell rings. I go to my classroom and again I'm overwhelmed with pity and compassion. I hate this I don't even know how this people found out I guess my mother called the school yesterday to inform them why I wasn't gonna go and this things spread like wild fire.

At lunch I meet with my friends in the cafeteria. We sit and for a couple of minutes the table was silent until Andrew says, "hey Linds we need to do something before Monday". "Yeah we have to do something before you go to your month vacation from school", says Daniel and Margaret follows his lead. "Yeah you don't even invite, you just leave for a month no school and no homework. Do you realize how lucky you are?" I laugh, well you are welcome to visit me anytime". "Oh I will,don't doubt it for a second".

We agree on going to the movies on Sunday. I love it that it is so easy with them. To pretend is a vacation, to pretend is funny and that my life does by depend on it. They do not pity me the do not treat me differently and sure they are sad, it is sad but we just focus on keeping each other happy. I wish everyone was like this but not everyone is my friend and I don't want everyone to be.

The after noon was just like the morning pity and compassion "I'm sorry's" everywhere. In my last period my pencil fell down and a boy ran to give it to me. I appreciate the effort but I have cancer not paralysis. I just thank God that today is Friday and that I won't be seeing this people for a month.