She did not tell me the reason only that my dad was going to stay in the hospital for a while. Before we hung up, she told me what to do the next day. I had to wake my brothers up and get them dressed for school, then I would take them to our neighbor, she agreed to take my brothers to school and feed us while my parents were away, while I waited for my friend’s mom to pick me up and take me to school. At the time, I was fourteen years old, my brothers were eight and six years old. I did not know how serious this really was since my mom never told me why they were there. I lived my life like I had always had: go to school, come home and do homework, eat, and use my free time drawing, reading, or playing video …show more content…
Many times I did not know what to say because I saw the look on my parent’s face and I saw how they looked. However, in the middle of April, they finally said that my dad could go back home. When we were all home, my best friend’s family and our family were at home. They were all happy and my mom was talking about what my dad had gone through. He went through so many painful chemotherapy sessions and sometimes they would wake him up in the middle of the night and do them. Leukemia had entered my dad’s life and it changed him and everyone in the family. Going through all of those chemotherapy sessions made me realize just how hard my dad wanted to live to keep taking care of the family. Not only that, but he went through six months in the hospital, the doctors only gave him three months to live since he arrived at the hospital that night in