Being Afraid

The Beginning

I was happier when I was alone.

I was more at peace with myself.

Nobody understood that.

I was diagnosed with leukemia four years ago. I was twelve. Just a kid, going to school, I've never even had a crush on a boy. I never got the chance.

It took two weeks for the doctors to diagnose me, and when they did, the world seemed to stop. My mother screamed, my father wept, I was silent. I wasn't scared to die, after all. I was afraid of what came after.