Short Story 'Finding My Cancer Style'

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"Finding My Cancer Style"
"Finding My Cancer Style" is a very good short story that shows a very teen girl who comes down with a terrible disease that is called cancer. This disease disturbed the girl's life and puts it on pause. When she starts the battle of beating cancer she really is unsure of what the world has in store for her.
Like most teens we are very worried about how the world will look at us instead of not caring about how people view us. People are not what we need to be worried about judging us. God is the ultimate one that we should worry about judging us for anything. In the short story she say that at one point she thought of herself as a store mannequin, because her hair has started to fall out because of the chemotherapy. Once she starts to get over the fact that she can’t do anything thing about her hair she starts to find her “cancer style”. She starts to adventure into the world of color her hair. She tries different colors and after colors and colors
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Even though I will miss my grandmother so very much, this incident just made me more knowledgeable towards people who have had someone what passed away, or have a member of their family that has cancer. My grandmother never changed the way she acted just because she had cancer, and that is the same things the girl did. She was scared at the beginning because she has such a serious disease and had zero control over it, but instead of sitting around and always thinking about it and worrying about it she decided to change things, and the biggest thing was her hair. She etched designs in her hair so she would not think about the bad times in her but so she would thing about everying thing good that her hair shows. God always has play for us, plans to prosper us and make us grow. Put all of our hope in him and he will show us out of the worst times in our life now matter how deep we are. God is good all the time, and all the time God is

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