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That night I had thrown up on my roof, was just the beginning of it all. Three days later my mom had finally gotten me in to see the doctor. I had an appointment at 1:30. Ethan wanted to come see me before I went. I hadn’t seen him for 3 days because I had felt so awful.

I now was fatigued, which only got worse as the days went on. Ethan looked at me and cringed.

 “Emma why are you so pale, and sweaty”?  “What do you have”? 

~SIGH~ 

Whispering I answered him

 “My mom thinks I have a really bad case of the flue or maybe a virus, because I’ve lost a lot of weight. Im so sweaty, and tired”

As I softly spoke to him I shut my eyes to rest them, as I entered the twilight zone again. Hearing Ethan saying my name like he was far far away. 

“Emmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaa”

 His soft words spoke, exaggerated into a long echo. 

Opening my eyes slightly I barely could mumble a 

“sorry, Im no fun”. 

“No, no, babe your sick. You don’t feel well at all. Your mom just came in do you remember? She told you it was time to go”. 

I had absolutely no memory of this. This scared me. 

“O well I guess I have to get up then”. 

Slowly Ethan helped me to my feet, as I wrapped myself in my fleece blanket. Blonde hair matted, my teeth unbrushed and my eyes dark with circles underneath. I was wearing a big plain pink t-shirt with fuzzy black pajama pants. I told Ethan 

“Here let me go get my hoodie, the fever is making me cold”. 

I literally was freezing my body shaking and teeth clicking together. 

As he let go of me he spoke in an insistent voice

 “No Ill go get it for you sweetie”.

As he walked away I lost my balance falling down and hitting my knee on a water bottle cap. Ethan ran over holding my hoodie. 

“Emma what happened”.

 Too tired to answer I pulled my pants up to reveal a bloody knee, and much to my surprise bruises running up and down my legs. There had been some on my arms, but not this bad at all. At this Ethan went to get my mom. Shaking from being so cold, I grabbed a tissue from my night stand above me. Dabbing at the blood, it was really bleeding and didn’t stop. Lifting my shirt some I noticed bruises on my stomach too.

My mom came in and her and Ethan helped me up. Sitting me on my bed I sat up wishing I could lay down. Mom put a band aid on my knee, which was still bleeding. After this they had to help me to the car, in fear I may be too weak and fall again. This time on the stairs. As Ethan buckled me into my seat belt he kissed me on the forehead as he mouthed 

“I Love You”. 

This made me smile. I mouthed back

 “I love you too”. 

The door to the car shut with a smack, and I lay my head down entering my dreams as I saw Ethan waving goodbye. 

Waking up I was at the doctor office. Mom helped me out of the car holding me steady as we walked in. She sat me obviously in the sick waiting room and signed me in. Waiting there I wrapped my blanket around me. Even the sick waiters avoided me, I looked that bad. Just as soon as my mom sat down she asked me

 “how are you feeling honey”.

 I looked at her with my lips faced dow as I mumbled 

“sick”. 

She replied with a concerned look on her face

 “that bad huh”?

 All I did was nod my head. To my annoyance I was almost asleep when the nurse came out and said 

“Emma Smith”.

 My mother almost excited stood up with a 

“oop thats us”.

 Smiling she helped me out of my chair. The nurse got my weight after her and my mom balanced me.

 “Honey, have you been trying to loose any weight”?

 Sitting down in the chair trying to ketch my breath I shook my head no.

 “Well you’ve lost ten pounds since your last visit”. 

Not caring all I said was

 “o”. 

“I hate to do this but we have to go to the room now, up up there we go”. 

Balancing me to my feet was torture. We walked to the room where the bed was, it looked like paradise. Slumping onto it I laid my eyes shut.

 “Now  mom, have you noticed a decrease in her appetite”? 

“Yes, yes I have ever since 3 nights ago she got sick and vomited a lot, but she obviously has a virus.” “O and her boyfriend told me today when he was helping her up that she had bruises on her legs, just like those on her arms”. 

Pointing over at me the nurse looked at me concerned. 

“Hmm, I don’t like the looks of those”. “Let me go get Doctor Watts in here, Ill tell her you’re ready”. 

She said this while picking up my limp arm and examining my bruises, she couldn’t see the ones on my feet due tot he fact that I was hunched up in a ball. Blanket covering everything except for that one exposed arm. 

As Doctor Watts walked in I would usually sit up, this time I lay there limp, tired and miserably cold from my fever. The Doctor took my temp while I was still dozing in and out of sleep. I felt it insert into my ear and then beep loudly.

 “Yep you’re sick alright, your fever is 101.2.” “Now mom tell me how long have these symptoms been going on with Emma”? “Have you noticed them just three days ago”.

 She wrote down notes and glanced at my chart.

 “Yes, just three days ago. Why? Isn’t it just the flue or a routine sickness”?

 The doctor examined my legs now making me shiver. When she came upon a small pool of blood under my leg. 

“Whoa! when did this happen”? 

My mom got up fast as she looked at the blood. 

“That happened over an hour ago”! 

The doctors face grew even more concerned. 

“Mame I don’t think your daughter has just a routine sickness, with the vomiting, bleeding and bruises I have another suspicion up my sleeve. Its called (A.L.L.) Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia...

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