"Tell me something about you, Maya." "Well I have Thyroid Cancer. And my thoughts drown me more than the liquid filling in my lungs."
March 1st, 2010 / Maya Hart.
I sat in the doctors office with my mom, tapping my hands on the bed. I had a cough. For the first week, my mom thought nothing of it, seeing it as the winter bug coming for its last visit until next winter. But, it had been three whole weeks! Not one! Not two! But three! If my mom put this off for one more week, it would be a whole month! My mom sighed, checking the time. She was upset because this took her away from her work. Since my dad left, my mom has been on edge. I crosses my arms, and glared at her. My dad left when I was young. Or, well, as she would say, younger than I am now. I'm nine! She's acting as if I won't be in double digits soon. But anyways, My dad left when I was younger. I bet mother dearest drove him away. I rolled my eyes, and then the someone knocked on the door.
"Finally. I have to work!" Mother exclaimed, and I scoffed.
"You're worry about your job more than you worry about me." I said, Don't cry. Crying means you're weak. And you, Maya Hart, are far from weak.
"Oh, Baby-" She started, but I cut her off.
"Save it." I jumped down from the bed, and opened the door, smiling at the doctor.
"Hello honey, are you Maya Hart?" I nodded, and motioned her into the room, and she sat at the desk next to her.
"Is it bad?" Mother said, looking at her phone. At least try to care. I shook my head.
"Um. Well, Yes." The doctor nodded, and my mother looked up.
"Do I have the flu?" I pouted, and the doctor shook her head.
"No.. Darling. You have Thyroid Cancer.
A/N: Hey everyone! I'm Alexis, and this is my first story! I have to warn you: This is actually very sad. I know, why would I start my first story on a sad note? Wellll, It's weird. A thing about me is I'm better writing sad stories. I don't know. But, I hope you enjoy! Remember to Review! It's very helpful. Okay everyone, See you in the next chapter! :)
-Alexis.