• I was waiting. It had been almost an hour and my nerves were and the brink. My parent's had wanted me to come in. "to support Casey." my mom had said. But, i couldn't/ When i brake out into tears, i prefer to be alone thank you. I quickly snapped out of my moment of thought and look around. The hospital was very quiet. Besides for the quiet hum of the TV, i would have thought i was dreaming, or, having a nightmare.
    They walked out, tears staining their cheeks. I had never seen my parents so depresed. I saw a little head poke out from the blind covering the hostpital room. My eyes locked with hers. Casey. my heart ached for my sick little sister. My gaze wandered back to my parents faces. This must have been it. My little Casey had cancer.