When my time ends(melody) I woke to the sound of my mother's heels clicking on the hospital ground. she looked at me and asked, "how are you darling?" everything hurts, my head is pounding, my muscles are aching, I can go on describing my pain, but without saying a word I look at her. my cancer affected her. the thick dark circles under her eyes and the wrinkling on her face tells me that she is fighting her own battle. For a minute I ignore all the pain and I smile and I tell her I am fine ,even though we both know it's a lie.

Cancer; it doesn't just take away your life, it sucks your happiness, your hope and your faith, and in the end you are nothing but a fragile shell living like a ghost till death takes over. but there are some people, even though they have their deaths marked they find a reason to live. every time I see my mother smile and every time I hear my dad's voice I find a reason to fight, but every time I fight I fall down as the pain is too strong.

As usual my dad comes in carrying a huge box of doughnuts. I shake away my thoughts and smile at my dad. a simple smile is so exhausting. once again I try to ignore it. "hey pumpkin, here you go" my dad says handing me a chocolate doughnut. once they were My favourite but not any more. I take a bite to make him happy. it was exhausting to swallow and once I did everything came back out.

The doctor rushes in along with the nurse. they do their daily check ups. by the time they finish I fall asleep.

"But you told me that leukemia can be cured." once again I woke to the sound of my mother's desperate voice. I did not move, I pretended to be asleep. "yes but I also told you that the medicines are not working on her. I am so sorry, she is breaking down, she will last only another few hours." I can hear my mum and dad crying.

For once in my life I am so happy to die. I don't know what will happen after I die but I am sure my pain will stop. I wonder who will come to my funeral, after all, I have never had any friends. maybe my doctor and my nurse will come if they are off duty, or else it's just mum and dad. will mum place flowers over my grave every day? will dad bring doughnuts even to my grave?

My thoughts were interrupted by mum who placed a kiss on my bare head. when I looked at my mum and dad I was lost for words. this is one of those moments when you have so much to say but you just keep quiet.
I felt the pain sweeping through my body. it was unbearable. by this I knew I was gonna die. my mother clutched my hand and my dad touched my arm and they started to cry. They were so close to me I wanted to comfort them but I could not reach them. "we love you." that's the last thing I heard before everything went blank.


People with cancer die a heroic death for they fight the hardest battle which will test their faith, hope and some times their lives!!!

Dedicated to the people touched by cancer.

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