Personal Narrative: The Cause Of Breast Cancer

I walked in the door and my mother was waiting for me. She calmly asked me to talk. I barely sat down on the couch when she looked me in the eye and said, “I have cancer.” Those three words took my breath away as my mind desperately tried to process what she had just said to me. She said is again, “I got a call from the doctor today and I have breast cancer.” Cancer? My mom? My mind continued to race. There must be some mistake, I thought, this can’t be true. She held my hand and assured me that it was true. The fact was that my mother had cancer. At that moment I knew my life would never be the same.
My mother and I live together in a small condo near her work. For years it has just been the two of us taking on the world together. Every day I would see her work hard to provide for the two of us as I would go off to school and football practice. I didn’t have a care in the world. In fact, up until the moment she told me about the cancer, my biggest worry was what shirt to wear and what to eat for lunch. Now, in an instant, I …show more content…
I am not ashamed to admit I was scared and shed more than a few tears. Of course I was afraid for my mom, but selfishly I wondered what would happen to me if she did not make it? I was just a kid, and who would take care of me if she was gone? Thankfully, (describe Mom’s battle)
In the end, this one event triggered my transition into an adult. I look at the world differently now and with a realistic perspective. I do not worry about the “small stuff” but instead focus on what truly matters in life: your family, friends, and faith. I believe I am more mature than most people my age because I have faced my worst fears head on. My mom is (give an update on her health). I am finishing my senior year of football and looking forward to the next chapter in my life. Most of my friends are afraid of the future, but I am not. Having faced cancer with my