My brother walker is the best brother a person can have. He’s tough and strong for a 12 year old boy. This story is about my brothers battle with leukemia. Walker appeared to be a health 12 year old boy with a typical cold but a week passed, and earned it was something much more serious. This is his story.
Walker appeared to be an amazing, healthy, 12 year old boy in 6th grade. He played basketball, hung out with friends, worked hard in school , and loved to play outside. Walker loved spending time with family, especially our grandparents. He is very sweet and loving and just in general a really good boy.
In February Walker came down with a cold. This cold lasted a little too long. He had been coughing for weeks and wasn't himself. …show more content…
We were all very shocked and horribly saddened to hear this. Walker would not be coming home for awhile. When i first saw him he looked devastated and in a lot of pain. The drive was long but was worth it because it was like 2 weeks since i seen him, and to see him like that was the worse thing to see ever. The first day i was down there he was getting up to go to the bathroom and he fell so i had to pick him up and he was lighter than he usually was. My sister her friend and i went to see him. I was sitting on the couch in his room and i was looking at him he was just laying in the bed. He looked died but i know he wasn’t. The second day i went down there he was in more pain and he couldn’t even talk he grunted. I had to walk out of the room because i started to cry so i went outside with my dad and sister and her friend. So i stayed outside for a little bit then we went back inside and for like about 5 hours then we drove back home. For like a week i came down sick so i couldn’t go see him for a week. Then one weekend my sister and i spent the night down the in a hotel in the most sketchy's area there was a gas station right across the hotel with both glass down broke, but i didn’t care because i got to see my brother. His nurses were so nice to him and everyone there. There this one doctor named jake my parents and walker both call him jakey he comes up to the house to see him
Walker appeared to be an amazing, healthy, 12 year old boy in 6th grade. He played basketball, hung out with friends, worked hard in school , and loved to play outside. Walker loved spending time with family, especially our grandparents. He is very sweet and loving and just in general a really good boy.
In February Walker came down with a cold. This cold lasted a little too long. He had been coughing for weeks and wasn't himself. …show more content…
We were all very shocked and horribly saddened to hear this. Walker would not be coming home for awhile. When i first saw him he looked devastated and in a lot of pain. The drive was long but was worth it because it was like 2 weeks since i seen him, and to see him like that was the worse thing to see ever. The first day i was down there he was getting up to go to the bathroom and he fell so i had to pick him up and he was lighter than he usually was. My sister her friend and i went to see him. I was sitting on the couch in his room and i was looking at him he was just laying in the bed. He looked died but i know he wasn’t. The second day i went down there he was in more pain and he couldn’t even talk he grunted. I had to walk out of the room because i started to cry so i went outside with my dad and sister and her friend. So i stayed outside for a little bit then we went back inside and for like about 5 hours then we drove back home. For like a week i came down sick so i couldn’t go see him for a week. Then one weekend my sister and i spent the night down the in a hotel in the most sketchy's area there was a gas station right across the hotel with both glass down broke, but i didn’t care because i got to see my brother. His nurses were so nice to him and everyone there. There this one doctor named jake my parents and walker both call him jakey he comes up to the house to see him