I know a friend of my dad's friends, had a cancerous tumor in his brain.
He was okay for a while. But now, his days are numbered. He's very kind. Didn't know me, and still welcomed me into his house.
He was in the military. His daughter had daughters. They weren't treated very well, and he got custody. Very cute and nice girls. They are only toddlers.
They'd go up to you, and hug your leg. He's the only family those girls have got.
One of my science teachers has cancer. He's very kind, lasted back, awesome.
If you accidentally bring in a pocket knife into school, you give it to him first thing in the morning, and he calls someone to pick it up. There will be no more problems for the rest of the day.
I have another teacher. She teaches advanced and studio art. She might be my coach for volleyball. She's very kind and very dedicated.
She would get a therapy, told to take it easy the next day, and she wouldn't. She would go to volleyball practice and teach the next day.
My dad had a tumor in the brain. But it wasn't cancerous. My dad had cancer. And he's still alive.
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PoetryI still often update, but not as often. This is a story about my feelings, in a poet kind of way. I am not very good at rhyme, but will try. These can also help you. Wise sayings in these too! I constantly change what I write, so be ready for long c...
