When My Life Began

The day I was told I had lukemia was when my life began, when I realized that every second counts. After that day I became careless I took risks and did things I never imagend I would. I wasn't afraid of what was to Come because I had nothing to live for anymore. My mom had passed away a week before my tenth birth day and my dad left before I was even born, my aunt had done the impossible to help me live every day as the best day of my life. But all that changed when I met him. Now I pray that every tomorrow won't be my last.