Personal Narrative: Childhood Cancer

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Childhood is the time that children are suppose to be carefree and enjoy themselves before embarking on the path of responsibility and adulthood. This wasn't the case for me. It all began one day in early August when my sister and I sat with my parents in the hospital room, talking to my Dad about things we wanted to do when he was discharged. A doctor walked in with an unsettling air surrounding him. We all sat looking at him but before we could ask who he was, he said, “So let's discuss your cancer treatment options.” Cancer. That day was the first that word had even entered the picture. Everyone's face paled, but I didn't even get a moment to process the information before I was being forced out of the room, dragging my sister behind me to the waiting area. While we sat in there, she cried and sobbed about the fatal disease that would wreak havoc through our lives, but I pushed it all away. I focused on her. I was oblivious to the cloud of death forming in the horizon. …show more content…

Chemotherapy became frequent and doctor appointments were never ending. I spent the time home alone with my sister, practically taking on the full job of raising a child; I had to make sure she ate, brushed her teeth, did her homework. Then one day, I got called out of school to be told that my Dad had passed away earlier that morning. My world went into a spiral. I pulled away from the world around me and sunk back into a shroud of darkness and pain that I denied for years and refused to deal with. I buried myself in school and homework so that I could always have an excuse for not going out. I had the added circumstance of moving to a new school each year of high school, making it easier to not get attached to people and float through the

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