Okay, so this my first time doing a blog so I'm not gonna spend a whole lot of time on this. It's about a kid who has cancer and has to go through lots of hard treatment. It's a true story. I know an eight year old who has had cancer FIVE times! He is right now going through four days of radiation treatment in New York so I'm doing this for him! Please, don't favorite my story unless you like my writing AND want to see the kid get well.

-Storme
QUEEN OF MUSTACHEZ

Life is hard. It has bumps, hills, mountains, and cracks spreading across it's roads. I don't know how I got to be that one person of a million where all they have is one long peak, a Mount Everest in my path. Of course, it's not my fault. It started when I was five, the pain of my cancer seeping into my bones. I told my mom my leg hurt and she simply sighed and said, "To the doctor!" That was when it started. My nightmare.

"Ahem, Mrs., your son. He has bone cancer."

That was when it struck me. Was this gonna be forever? Would I die or get...BALD!? I wobbled slightly, almost tipping over with horrid feelings. I cried and cried and my mother could not even stop me for like a waterfall, the only way to stop it is to build a dam, but even then, it would still pour.

I guess it was time for me to learn hardship anyways, but this soon? I have no words to say. I sniffed my nose slightly, trying to keep in my bravery before it poured out like my happiness.

And that's it so far. ^_^ WIP