I have been on a roll lately, and it's time for something new.....something fantastically magical, something different! Remember, Stay Unique- HPLC =^_^=

So this is it....I thought, We are really leaving.... I looked around my room at the now empty walls. "Come on Ange!" My dad popped in my room carrying three large duffel bags. I was laying in the middle of my old room not wanting to leave it. "Why do we have to move there?" I leaned up on my elbows so I could see him. He walked in and looked down at me. "Where else would we go....besides it was your mother's hometown."

I got up and got my two duffel bags full of clothes. "I guess you're right." I shrugged and he turned and walked out of the room. "You go ahead and take one last look, then come out to the car." I just nodded. I walked into the hallway, and thought I heard the laughter of a little girl. That's strange. I thought. I remember running down this hall as a child laughing and my mother chasing me with a smile on her face.What the heck did I just hear, nobody's in here except me. I thought frowning.

I touched the wall and was flooded with emotions of a deep sadness. "I'm sorry mother..." I whispered. My mom had cancer, and she didn't make it out of the fight alive. "I know that you don't want us to leave and go there, but we have to..." I couldn't tell you if it was just me, or something else, but I felt that I if I left something bad would happen, and if I stayed then something worse would happen. I turned away from the wall and started walking to the waiting car.

We own a nice little blue Toyota car, and we got it about three years ago. We have had the car since before my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Yeah and that was the worst year of my life....I thought. My mother was diagnosed with cancer two years ago when I was twelve. She was diagnosed with breast cancer, when she was only 26 years-old. She started at stage two, and after surgeries, she got better, or that's what the doctors though.

They were wrong, after they injected her with some kind of medicine she went up to a stage three. I stayed at her side along with my father as she only got worse. I knew that it was going to happen soon, but I still tried to have hope. I was old enough to know that she wasn't going to win this battle, and I was trying not to break down completely. Two weeks later the doctors said she wouldn't be getting better, and that's is when my whole world was shattered.

Hey guys, I know that that was really short, but it's only the beginning! Tell me what you think in the comments below, and remember, Stay Unique!- HPLC =^_^=