AN-This chapter will go from third person to first person a few times so don't be confused when you read 'her' for third person and 'I/We' for first person. It's just the way I wrote this chapter.
She had an unusual name for a girl. But that's what made her stand out & she liked it. She couldn't stand being like everyone else. She'd lived in New York her whole life, but had just recently moved to Bayport with her father, the only reason she was still alive. She fought to stay alive for him. He meant everything to her. He'd quit his job to stay at the hospital with her when he was still married to her mother. But then her mother had left, complaining that she couldn't love a sick daughter. Her father had gotten a better job, where he could work from home, or from the hospital room that she was staying in during her treatment.
But the reason we had moved to Bayport was because they had a new drug that would help me live. My father had packed up everything we owned on a 33ft. trailer and hooked it to his truck, moving us to Bayport just before the schools got out for the summer. An anonymous benefactor was paying for the rest of the medical bills so my father could spend money on me. But what he wanted was for me to get better. The cancer had come back after I was in remission for only six months. I've been fighting the cancer since I was six years old, and sometimes I just want to die, but I stay alive for my father. I've been home-schooled ever since we found out I had cancer. My father teaches me everything I need to know, but I do hope I can go to school this year, seeing as it is my senior year.
I hope to be able to make friends, even while keeping my illness a secret. If my illness gets out, the whole town will turn against us like my mother did. I don't want to be banished into solitude again. We meet my new doctor, a Doctor Bates & I feel like I can trust him. By my hopes are short lived when I hear that I am his first patient that's ever had cancer. Tears well up in my eyes, but he reassures me that we will get the cancer back in remission, though I know it will never happen.
Dr. Bates approves a schedule for me to follow with my father's help. When I tell them that I want to enter public school for my senior year, my father says that it might be a good idea. My response "I want to make friends before I die". My father realizes that I know this new drug might not work & for the first time since I was diagnosed, he breaks down crying. I cry with him. Then the meeting is over & we go to our new home. It is a one story house which I like because that means no stairs to climb on this round of chemo & treatment unlike the other times I was getting treatment. I wish the Detectives were here.
We had met the Special Victims Detectives when my mother had falsely accused my father of molesting me, because I was sick. That's another reason my mother left, she was arrested for reporting a false statement to the police. She got out two years ago & never tried to get to know her daughter again, believing that she was already dead from the cancer that had torn her family apart. Eventually I learned that she got remarried and had another family with step-children. I didn't care how she lived anymore.