It isn’t just every day that you find out you can die soon. I am Maven, just your average 12 year old with lung cancer and a very short temper. I just found out today. I feel so tired. I have been crying since I’ve gotten home, so I haven’t come out of my room at all. I really need to go to sleep so I can go to school tomorrow because I hate missing school. Even when I could be dying. I’m so scared that I won’t make it through this. The next morning, at breakfast, my sisters, Teri and Ayla were quiet and were not acting normal. They knew. I really despised that they were treating me any different than just yesterday. I’m the same old person before and after. I haven’t even felt that sick. I wasn’t going to just sit there and just let them
