Prologue Everyone knows my name yet no one knows me. I have no friends just holes burned in the side of my face from all the stares. Am I popular, not at all am I known yes.
[ last year] A hammer pounding on my skull, that is how my hard felt. " Mom!" I called down the stairs. " sweetheart please come down and talk to me face to face!" she called, ahh the yelling echoing through the house, the hammer was at it faster and harder determined to get a nail through my head. " Are you going to come talk to me ?" my mom asked. Alright think of a flying feather by my skull not a hammer bang bang banging, I pushed the hammer a side and headed down stairs my body a lead sack. Down three steps, four, five .... each step the hammer tapped, no slammed my head with greater force each time. Round and around the world was circling around an axis, the axis being me. Hammer the hammer was tapping and cracking my skull harder and harder more and more everything was spinning faster and faster. The sun, it felt like the sun was right in front of me my body was tingling and burning the room kept getting so much lighter the hammer was pounding heavier the room was spinning faster and faster. The rail I need a to hold onto the railing but I couldn't see it with the spinning the light I couldn't focus with that stupid hammer. Everything was increasing but the light was fading now the room was getting dark, my breath was shortening and my legs, my lead legs were weighing me down. Falling I was falling into a pit of hammers. NOOOOO!!!!!!
Thanks guys [ still last year] Heavy eyelids, trying to open them but failing. Ten ton eggs it feels like ten ton eggs for eyelids. "Maybe it's the way I'm lying,"I thought. Slowly I turned my body, to be jerked back to my flat back position. With a little more force this time I tried to open my eyes. There in front of me was blurry lines and body shapes. " Kay, sweetie are you okay" my mothers nervous voice replied. That panicked voice reassured me even though I knew when my mom used that voice nothing good was to come for while. I found my moms blurred hand and reached up towards it. Mom grabbed my hand in her warm one and then at that moment I knew that whatever came of this roller-coaster I would be fine because of the most important fourty two year old woman I know would always love me. Whoa! My eyes opened all the way up, did it take just knowing that to cure me. Holy crow I am in a hospital
[present day] My clothes flew all over the place as I looked for my favorite pair of jeans. Slam I closed the third drawer that has been checked this morning, and opened the fourth drawer instantly. "Where is it?" I dug around in my drawer. "There!" I graves the jeans out of the back corner of the drawer and threw them on my bed. Then I carefully tip- toed to my closet where I pulled my magenta and white stripped long-sleeve of the hanger. Quickly I put on a tank top, my shirt, jeans and Uggs before brushing my teeth. Onto hair now, the comb ran through my thin hair smoothly so within two minutes I was done with my hair and racing down the stairs. "common sweetie" my mom said. " Off to Vermont!" I said hopping into the car.
And I believe the world is burning to the ground- oh well I guess we're going to find out- let's see how far we've come, matchbox twenty sang through the speakers in my phone. "Kaylee, who is it?"my mom asked. I opened my phone, "It's Ashley!" I exclaimed. I love Lauren but Ashley is really the only person who understands me, therefore she is the only one who can talk to me without my situation hanging over her head. I met Ashley on my first trip to Vermont just a little less than a year ago. When I first saw her I started to sob, nothing seemed real to me until I saw Ashley, sickly skinny, very pale and nearly bald walk out of Doctor Hazles' office. If you don't understand two months before that I was diagnosed with cancer to and Doctor Hazel was my doctor. Seeing my future made me go into histarics. Mom as much as I love her, when she saw Ashley she sobbed too, seeing what her daughter will end up like, so she was not someone I could lean on. Before I went in to Doctor Hazels' office Ashley ended up taking me under her wing and giving me advice, now we are bcb's - best cancer buddies. Unfortunatly she lives in Vermont so she can be close to the Doctor Hazel, which is horrible because I live in New Jersey. So excited to c u - the text read. Every time I take the trip to Vermont I stay at the Vermont Inn with ashkey and her family. I kno I need to talk to you- I texted back. Tomorrow I was getting kemo and so tomorrow is the day when the last of my hair falls out. Ever since I was a little baby I always had very thick hair so I have the tiniest bit after kemo treatments but today was my last day with my hair. I really needed to talk to ashley about this.
Gravel crunches under the tires of our ford flex. "Hurry up and park the car!" I yelled to mom, bouncing up and down almost to jittery to take my seatbelt off. Mom is backing into the parking spot but not fast enough, so I swung the car door open while the car was still moving, barely missing the jeep next to us. Carefully I hopped out of the car and without grabbing any luggage or waiting for mom I ran really fast (as fast as a girl with cancer could go) into the Vermont Inn. I push the door open and screech to a stop when I reach the middle of the lobby. Where is she, Ashleys not in front of me or to my left or my right, and she couldn't be behind me because I just ran in that way. "If I were Ashley, where would I be?" I thought. Then it came to me, I scampered off down the hall on the right. Pushed open the door all the way at the end off the hall and coughed from the fumes of chlorine. To my left out of the corner of my eye I saw a skinny girl with no hair to be had on her head. "Ashley!!!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs. We ran towards eachother and hugged until my mom later came in and we all went out to grab something to eat.