Living with Cancer (10+)

Before I begin, I would just like to say that this is NOT a true story.


Keira is my twin sister. We’ve always been totally inseparable. So inseparable that we can read each other’s thoughts and feel each other’s emotions. If I’m happy or in pain, Keira can feel it. Usually it’s easy to ignore, but when you’re twin has cancer...well, it’s pretty hard to forget about.


2. It's true what they say that adults NEVER understand...


I can't concentrate the next day in school. Even in History, which is my favourite  subject. Miss. Gre enwood gets seriously narked with me. It's a shame, because she's my favourite teacher, always has been, always will be, and she's really nice. Me and keira where her favourite pupils. But then Keira got ill...   Anyway, Mrs. Greenwood keeps me in at playtime. Five minutes before the bell goes she call me to her desk.         


"Kai," she says, laying her hands on my shoulders. I know what's coming next.

"Yeah?" I say, "What's wrong?"

"I know you're having a hard time."

"H-how?" I stutter, even though I know fine well how.

"Well, with Keira being ill and in hospital. I do understand-"

"No!! No, you don't understand!! You and all the other teachers!! You don't understand!" I scream. I grab my bag and storm out the room, tears seeping down my cheeks. 


  It's not fair. How can they understand? They can't, that's the answer.  They've never had a sister in hospital, hanging onto life by a thead. Sour water fills my mouth and I have to make a quick dash to the toilets.   I throw up and sit on the toilet. And cry, cry, cry. This whole thing is like a gigantic nightmare I can't wake up from.        



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