Faith-Surviving Cancer

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Faith. One person's dream, another person's life. Faith. A little girl who is fighting leukemia and doesn't believe in faith, nor hope, nor God. But when she meets Jocelyn, a willing donar, will her life she changed? Follow Faith in her fight for cancer.

Submitted: August 15, 2010

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"Faith," the doctor said, "someone is here to see you."

I sat up. "Who?"

"Me!" screeched a voice behind Dr. Costello.

I laughed. "Jocelyn!?"

She came out behind Dr. Costello with a big smile on her face as she came into my room to hug me. "How are you, girl!?" she practically yelled.

I laughed again and Dr. Costello left us to be alone with each other. "I'm fine!" I said. "You?"

"Fine," she said. I made room for her on my bed and she got on with me. She dug into her pocket and brought out 2 pieces of gum. She plopped one into her mouth and one into my mouth for me. We did things like that. We broke the rules. As Jocelyn always said, "Live life as if you'll die tomorrow, dream as if you'll live forever."

"Peppermint?" I asked her.

"You like?" she responded.

"You know I do," I said, smiling. "Did you see Dr. Costello today?" I lowered my voice to a whisper.

"I know!" she said, lowering her voice to a whisper, too. "He's so hot!"

I giggled. "Lower your voice, JJ! He works here, you know!"

"I know! As a doctor! How hot is that!?"

"Yeah, your dream guy, no less."

"Well, how can you not fall for a guy with shaggy black hair, lusicious blue eyes and an adorable British accent?!"

We laughed and fell into an awkward silence. She broke the silence by saying, "So, should we work on the list today?"

"Yeah!" I dug out underneath my pillow for the notepad. I finally found it and brought it up. We positioned ourselves so we both have a clear look at it.

  • Go to the zoo
  • Go horse back riding
  • Learn another language
  • Go surfing
  • Volunteer at the town festival
  • Go to Paris and climb the Eiffel tower
  • Go sailing
  • Spend the night in the Amazon
  • See a cute guy!
  • Go to Japan
  • Get Jocelyn's song recorded!!!!!
  • See the Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus
  • Get a puppy
  • Decorate the room
  • Beat leukemia

We stared at the list. I stared in longing, and Jocelyn went a little pale.

"Well," I began. "I don't know if I'm allowed to get a puppy today, and..." I trailed off. I couldn't finish the sentence.

Jocelyn sighed. "I'll be back in an hour," she said as she got up and left the room, without even saying goodbye.

My heart began to beat faster. Did I anger her? Oh, no. I hated Jocelyn angry. The last time that she was angry, she yelled and screamed at one of the nurses for not being able to give me a shot that day. That day I was terribly sick, and the shot that would have made me feel better wouldn't be given to me by one of the nurses, and Jocelyn yelled and screamed and protested(althougth I begged her not to)until I got the shot. I fell asleep smiling that night. But, the point is, I really don't like Jocelyn mad.

I sighed and put the notepad on the desk right next to me and picked up the photo album right next to it. I laid down and flipped through it.

The first page were pictures of us in Paris, when we finally convinced our rich parents that Paris would be fun, and that if I needed help, we'd be able to go to a hospital there. Besides, the language that we learned was French, so we'd be fine. There was also pictures of us on the Eiffel Tower, and the Louvre Museum. Man was that beautiful art! I smiled. Ah, the memories.

I turned the page. The pictures here were from the time that we got to meet the Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus. They even performed for us! And we were also all over the news. Our story was everywhere. We made a website fo ourselves and promoted us, seeking donators and putting up Jocelyn's dedicated(to me)songs. She's a great singer! And so are Miley Cyrus and the Jonas Brothers!

I flipped through, page by page, looking through all the photos, passing through all the memories. From the time we went sailing, to the time we went surfing, and to the time we rode horses. And that time that we went to the zoo. That must've been the best memory of all, although it didn't start nice. We saw how the animals were being treated(being us, how we snuck into places that we weren't supposed to be in)and we reported it to the police. The animals were set free into the wild-by our choice-so they couldn't be bossed around anymore and beated for things that they didn't even do. It was a great memory. Not only did we bring criminals to jail, but we also freed innocent and abused animals. A great memory.

"Ba-ack!" yelled Jocelyn, wiggling a plastic(we never go for paper)bag in the air.

"Wow," I said, flopping the album back on the desk.

"Hey, calm down," she said jokingly. "You don't even know what's inside of it yet."

I looked at the wall clock next to the bed. Holy crap! It's been a full hour, and I didn't even know!

I sat up, crissed-crossed, as she put the bag down on the bed and sat down on the corner of it herself. I smiled. I loved surprises.

She dug through the bag and brought out a whole packet of glow-up stars!

"Oh my God!" I shrieked. "You got these?"

"Yep," she said. She got up and opened the package and demonstrated a star. I knew about these things. You stick them on with the sticky stuff and when it's dark in the room they glow up like actual stars!

I laughed and got up to give her a hug. I squeezed her hard as she and I put them all up. We stepped back to look at them all and fixed a few. "Also," she began as she went into the bag again. She brought out another packet, this one with light-up peace signs! "No you di'int," I exclaimed. "Oh, no you di'int!"

She laughed hard while I ripped apart the packet and set them all down. They were all in different colors and everything! We set those up, too, and put down the flowers(with the pots)that he apparently bought, too.

"Anything else?" I askd jokingly. She giggled. "What else you got in there, the dang moon?" We laughed and stepped back to survey our work. Nodding in agreement, we bumped fists and laughed. All of a sudden, the curtain opened up and in came Dr. Costello. When he saw the room, he smiled brightly.

"Have fun today, girls?" he asked us, still smiling. We nodded and smiled back. "Well, sorry to break the fun, but Faith needs to go to sleep now."

We whined, that "Aaawww!" thing that people usually do. He chuckled. "Come on, girls," he said as he led me to my bed. He tucked me in and Jocelyn grabbed the bag off of the bed.

"Goodnight, Faith," she said as she leaned down to kiss my forehead. She and Dr. Costello were about to leave when I dared myself to ask, "Dr. Costello, aren't you gonna kiss me goodnight?"

Jocelyn turned around with her mouth wide open in surprise, and Dr. Costello just turned around and smiled. "Whatever you wish, Faith," he said as he went over to me and kissed me on my cheek. Jocelyn and I giggled, as they left me alone and turned off the lights as they left. I sat up and looked around the room and smiled. So many colors, so pretty. With the little light that I had, I leaned over and grabbed the notepad and the pencil laying by it. I happily crossed out Decorate the room and put it all back on the desk.

I fell into a deep sleep that night, smiling. 'Two more to go...'


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