Personal Narrative: My Aunt's Relay For Life

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I remembered her for who she was, a strong independent woman who conquered obstacles like they were a piece of cake. My aunt, on the other hand, looked at herself differently now, as a weak, balding, and frail person.

That's what my aunt felt and looked like when she was diagnosed with terminal breast cancer. As time went on, she lingered in the hospital for longer periods than usual, her skin grew paler and she no longer considered herself beautiful. When my family found out she had two weeks to live, the previously dim light representing the future, was now a fog, obstructing our view of the future. That fog lasted a week. At a time of complete darkness, my aunt died. On September 12th, my birthday, the very day I should have been overcome with joy, the symbol of tenacity in my life died. Filled with grief and sorrow, I didn't know what to do. I had a desire to make a
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This specific club fundraises for cancer research and patients with the American Cancer Society. In this club, I met people who went through the same thing I went through with my aunt. My club adviser and all my peers knew someone who has or had cancer, and it made me feel better knowing I could connect with people on the same level. The club and I organized events throughout the school year in remembrance of the loved lost ones. At the end of one of my very own fundraisers, I was able to raise $400 for cancer by going up to my friends and relatives and asking them donate for this amazing cause so we can help some cancer patients in need. This club taught me a few things, one, that you can't do anything about cancer, it chooses anyone it desires, and shows no mercy no matter how good or bad of a person you are. Second, it showed me that cancer is a push-open door when your only move is to pull. You must smash the door with your fist to get through. Like the door, a cancer patient must use all their power to try to

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