A/N: Please be aware that Mia's story is actually a real life story of someone close to me. The only differences are that the real person's (let's call her Ella) half brother she lives with is actually ten years younger than her and her mum actually died after her 13th birthday and I have not used real names for any of the people mentioned. Please also be aware I have permission from 'Ella' to use her story. This is very heartfelt and may be upsetting to those who read it and it was hard for me to write as ot is close to my heart
Hope you enjoy and please review. This was supposed to be the final chapter but I wanted to get this one and the next one out earlier.
Mia's story
My dad ran away from my mum when he found out mum was pregnant with me. Apparently his mum told him not to stay with mum because she'd be demanding and ask for money constantly and he thought he was too young to have to be committed to a child. Mum never did ask for money but he always sent some money to us, well until he got married and had other children of his own. I've never met my dad or my two half brother and half sister. I would love to, I mean we are related. I know they are called Anna, Liam and James. When dad found out I was in care he contacted social services and got the address for where I live now. We've been writing to each other ever since but I still haven't met my family. I know why he can't foster me. He's got three kids of his own to look after.
So I never knew my dad when I was growing up. It was just mum and me until I was three and mum married my step dad. They had a baby together, another half brother of mine called James. He was five years younger than me. When I was seven and my brother was two my mum got seriously ill with cervical cancer. It was a serious type of cancer that only one case of this type goes through every hospital each year. So out of the whole of England it was a pure coincidence that mum got it.
Mum and Dan, my step-dad, were on holiday in America when mum realised something was wrong. The moment she got back she had it checked out and was told it was cervical cancer. Mum went through chemotherapy for six months. She lost all her hair during that time. She also had two sessions of radiotherapy to make it go away. Well it worked on the cervical cancer but it had spread to the rest of her body.
She no longer had cervical cancer, she had lung and throat cancer. It made it hard for her to breathe. I knew something was wrong when mum had gone in to get the results and I had been told to wait outside. When I was allowed in, I had already guessed what had happened.
"it's terminal isn't it?" I had asked. Mum had nodded and I knew that I didn't have long left with her. They tried everything they could to get it to shrink so that she could live for longer. But they didn't work and she died in a hospice the night after my eighth birthday. I know how Summer feels on her birthday, it really makes you sad knowing they died the day after your birthday.
I tried to live at home with my half brother and step-dad. I really did. I just couldn't cope. Because I wasn't Dan's real child he kept blaming me for mum's death and he took his anger about the death out on me, not Jamie. In the end I couldn't stand it so I asked to be put in care. That day was the day when I met Leo and Tyler. In fact Leo had just been found from his first 'I'm not going into care' runaway schemes.
Summer's notes: Terminal means that it can't be got rid of and it will bring about the end of a life of someone. Chemotherapy are drugs that are given to try to cure the illness. Radiotherapy involves radioactive products. I know how Mia feels having your parent die the day after your birthday. It totally sucks. Maybe it's why me and her get on so well.