Megan+Cox

Megan Cox Mrs. Bear English 10A 25 October 2011 Poison Turning around to look why my sister was causing all this chaos, I had to take a double take. Her hair was gone. It felt like I had never seen this girl before. Time stopped, and I found myself staring at her in confusion. All you could see was her bare scalp, with a few blonde hairs spread out sparsely. In this moment I felt like I had never seen her being slowly taken away by leukemia. I was young when my sister was diagnosed with leukemia. I remember the day she came home from her play date with her little friend next door, complaining that her legs were aching all over. My parents took her to the doctors and that’s when my parents were told that there first born had cancer. I was young, but that didn’t mean I didn’t know what pain she was going through. Some memories are stuck to me, and will probably never go away, our baths we took at 363 West Claire court, playing cook with our float able stove. Ashley had just been to Chemo and I had to make sure water did not get on her port, or the times, I was shuffled between family members, while my sister was getting poison injected in her body. Going to my grandmas for a week, or going to my Aunt’s and Uncle’s. My childhood was probably not that focused around me as much as other children but that’s something I have learned to accept. When Ashley was diagnosed, I was young and thought it went by quickly, but now that I think about it, it was the longest tragedy my parents went through. I believe that if Ashley had not made it through the pain, that my whole world would be different. Losing someone can be one of the hardest things a person can go through. I didn’t understand why I forgot about her cancer, but I do understand that this was something that didn’t sink in fast enough. I was not ready to except that my sister might be gone forever. I came back to reality, looking back to my parents sitting in the front of the old BMW, we were just going to one of those many doctor visits.