A/N: A personal one shot I wrote this past March during a rough patch where Cancer seemed to be everywhere I looked. Read and Review porfavor.

Five days this week.

Three family friends have lost their battle with it.

Five days this week.

One friend had found the monster had returned.

Five days this week.

It is spreading in another friend.

The surgeon is flying in from Chicago because he's one of few has completed the surgery before.

Five days this week.

My uncle is still in the hospital from having its growth removed from his lungs.

Five days this week.

My grandmother is clean. For now.

Five days this week.

I have cried almost every one of them.

Five days this week.

Each and every one of them continues to inspire me.

Five days this week.

We found a box of photos of relatives who had it take their lives.

Five days this week.

I couldn't give blood today because of health concerns.

Five days this week.

They scheduled another appointment, trying to figure out what the growing shadow on my x-rays is.

Five days this week.

I will have it. Maybe not today or tomorrow but someday.

It runs in families and mine is incredibly prone to it.

They have practically told me as much.

Someday it will be mine and I will be its.

Five days this week.

"I'm going to find a cure." I said before walking out of class this morning.

Five days this week.

And it ,the monster, has been the only constant.