And in the hall ways..no one knows whats wrong. and in my class room, everyone wonders why i cry. the teacher..just seems to roll her eyes. i get up during class and i dont even take the hall pass. i run home to cry more. no one understand whats going on behind my closed doors.
they all like to laugh..when i come to school looking like a wreck. they all like to talk..about the most personal things.and when i hear them saying, yea my sister has cancer.it makes me cry so much inside. I'm dieing..but everyone thinks I'm trying to hide.
and this is were i end. my grave stone is buried in the grass. theres a memorial at school for me. and no one seems to be able to pass it. they all write notes to me...throw flowers down just to say sorry. in the end it is okay. this cancer is going to kill everybody someday.
