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A Not So Perfect Life

“Where am I? Why is everything so white? Did I die?” I thought as I opened my  stiff eyes.

“Your okay baby! I have been so worried about you. You finally woke up!” my mom said as she was running towards me in excitement. I look around and I see these white tubes like things attached to my hand. I notice that I am on a bed that isn’t mine. Soon enough I start to realize that I am in the hospital. I also see my mom talking to a nurse. People walked in the room. All my brothers, sisters, aunt and uncle were there but not my dad. The person who has been there my whole entire life, my favorite person in the whole entire world was absent.

“Mom, why am in the hospital? And why are you so relieved that I  woke up?” Where is dad?“ I said, interrupting the conversation between my mom and the nurse. 

“I will leave you two alone, so you guys can talk. And the doctor will come back for your test results, to see if everything is alright,” said the nurse while exiting the room.

“Oh honey, I don’t know how to break this to you but your dad died in a terrible car accident, when he was driving you to school. You are here because you injured your head badly in the accident.” my mom replied in a sad tone.

“What do you mean he’s dead?! He told me he will never leave me!!” I said sobbing.

My oldest sibling, my brother came up to me and said, “Hey, it’s alright he didn’t leave you because he is always in your heart, and always will be. He will be watching all of us from heaven.” Right then and there I remained silent, until the doctor came with the test results.

“So the test results came back and I am sorry to inform you that Chloe has leukemia, which affects her blood cells. She will have to start taking Remission Induction Therapy as soon as possible.” the doctor informed us in a calm tone.

“But.. I am only 19. How can I get Leukemia? I have a whole new life to start. My family got back together. And now I have to wait longer until I cure from cancer? If it’s alright with all of you, I want to be alone. I need to process all this.” I said in a gentle voice.

“Sure, we will give you sometime.” the doctor replied. Everyone left the room. 

“I couldn’t believe all of this happened in just a week. I mean I knew I wasn’t feeling well, and something was wrong with me. But being diagnosed with cancer? Right when things started to go fine. Ugh.” I thought to myself. I started to close my eyes and fall asleep hoping it was all a dream. The next day I was still in the hospital. My mom was sitting on a brown chair reading. Then she realized I woke up. 

“So how are you feeling Honey? Did you make your decision yet? Here, drink some warm tea, it will help you.” My mom said give me the tea.

“Um, yeah I made my decision. I am going to start taking Remission Induction Therapy. I will still be able to go to school, right?” I asked.

“Ok yeah, you will be able to go back to college. In Fact the doctor said you will be able to be discharged in a few weeks, since you have decided to take Remission Induction Therapy.” My mom replied excited!

“Oh okay.” I said, not knowing what to answer.

“Anyways, bye honey! I will be back in a few hours. I have to check on your siblings.” mom said as she left the room.

“Well, at least I will be out of the hospital.” I  said to myself. After two weeks, I was slowly recovering from cancer.

“Well, Chloe it seems you are recovering fast. You will be discharged today but you will have to come once every one week for a checkup.” My doctor said, while exiting the room.

I still can’t believe that I was getting discharged. Sure, I was feeling better than when I first came, but I didn’t know that I was almost curing from cancer. I mean even after my dad died and the situation I was in, I still recovered. I know if my dad was here, he will be beyond proud of me! I really miss him. This treatment kind of made my mind focus on my health and not that my dad was dead. What I am really happy about is that I am finally free from this hospital! Except the fact that I have to come once a week for a checkup. But it’s alright, it is better than staying in the hospital for another week or so. I can finally go to school, see my friends, and live a normal life. No more therapy for now, atleast. That evening, I got discharged and my mom took me home. When I entered my home, my family held a welcome home party, and every single person I knew (except my dad) was there. I miss seeing everyone. I saw my humble home and my room was still messy as it was before I had the “incident”. That's what me and my mom like to call it.  

A few days later I started going to college and continued my learning. I guess no one in my school knew I had cancer, because everyone was fine. I was so relieved that no one knew. Personally I thought people were going to be like: Oh is your dad dead, or like, you have no dad that's so sad! I had my monthly checkup and I was cured from cancer. I was so happy!! I had told all my friends I was free from cancer! It was the happiest day of my life. It felt like after a long time I was back to being a normal 19 year old girl.. When I was walking to my car, to see my dad’s grave, I fainted and was in a coma for at least 4 years.  

Four years later I finally woke up. Looking around, I see my older brother and his family, my mom, who is now a grandma, a man that I am guessing was my step-dad, and my 18 year old brother who went to the same college I did. A few weeks later I got out of the hospital, fully recovered. I decided since I was now 23 that I needed to finish college, and start my new life. The next day I went back to the same college. I  have to redo my second year at  college, because I went into a coma, and had cancer, so I missed a lot of school. It turned out that I fit perfectly in because I haven’t aged during coma. 

A few weeks after I settled in college, someone found my real age, and told everyone. But how could that be, my brother was the only one who knew my age. Then it clicked, he told everyone. I went to his dorm and said, “How dare you! You are supposed to be my brother. Why did you do this to me, were you unhappy that lived?! You were the last person I would expect to do this. Just remember our dad is watching you.” 

“Ding, ding. You guessed right. It’s your fault that dad died! I wish you died instead of him.” my brother replied. 

“Oh, I see what this is about. It’s not my fault he died.” I fired back.

“Yes, it is, if you weren’t driving, then maybe he could live,” my brother said.

“I was driving? Mom told dad was driving. Wow, it really is my fault. Maybe you are right, I should’ve died. It’s too late now.” I said, while returning to my dorm. “How in the world can mom lie to me. It is my fault!!” I thought. The next week of school I realized that school became worse. People started to bully me, even my brother did. Everyday I couldn’t go to sleep, thinking it was my fault, and deep down inside I know it was just an accident. Too deal with all the stress and the verbal bullying I had started to smoke. It was probably the worst choice I ever made. I would go every night behind the school and smoke. No one knew. A few weeks later, things became worse. I had no friends, and was bullied constantly. By the end of the second year I became addicted to smoking. By my 3rd year of college, I had done drugs, and no one found out. My family became less close to me, and it soon came to the point that they stopped caring about me. I was soon known as a bad kid. 

Then one night, when I did get sleep, I had a vision about how my life was before, how happy I was, and who I was. Slowly I had stopped smoking and doing drugs. I had taken therapy to deal with all of my problems. I asked my teachers for a tutor to help with my grades. And the hardest part was to become close with my family again. I first visited my older brother's family, and spent time with my cute nieces. Next I visited my mom and my step dad, they seemed so happy together. Finally I went to see my younger brother who was in his third year of college. We talked it out and now we are best friends again! I became a better person, and finished collage once and for all. I got a job as a biologist and found the love of my life! I really changed my life, and became a much better person. 

My dad was there every single step of it. Now my family is closer to me than it ever was, I stopped drugs/smoking, and graduated college. With everything I have been through I would call this a step into a better life. All because of that one flash, which made me realize that even when things are worse you can find happiness. I have a happy ending!