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I just returned from England a couple days ago. I returned from living in this home for sick people where I lived for two years. I was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma (a type of bone cancer) when I was fourteen and after my mom decided that her work was more important then taking care of her sick daughter so, she shipped me off to England. I have now just returned to Ottawa, Canada (my home town) and tomorrow I am going to be starting high school for the first time. Most people including my twin brother Cole have already been attending high school for a year at my age but, because I was at the sick home tomorrow is my first time. I am seriously nervous but, Cole tells me not to worry because I am a (and I quote) 'smart, pretty, funny, nice and amazing girl and sister.'
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