I am 17 years old, I had cancer since I was the age of 3. This might not be appropriate to even put this out on the internet but a lot of people asked for my cancer story.. I have Leukemia, had to have chemotherapy , lost all my hair, lost weight. Age 9 I collapsed, I remember I was in the hospital my mom was sitting next to me and I looked to her and I said.. "mommy am I going to die?".. She started to cry, she didn't answer me, and she never did. I struggled through the effects of chemotherapy: nausea, shaking, eyelids so dry my corneas were scratched, and hair loss. But I stayed positive I never thought about negative till 1 month ago... Just turned 17 and I thought my life was doing just great I thought I was actually going to survive!!! Collapsed the ambulance came and took me away my body had to be flushed I had water in my lungs. I couldn't breathe, my mom sitting right next to me. I was sleeping the doctor came in and said "I have terrible news" I was still kind of a sleep. The doctor pulled up a chair held my moms hand while she holds mine and the doctor says.. "You're cancer is terminal you have 5 months left.. There's no cure, I'm so sorry". My Mom starts to cry, then I start. My mom finally answered my question when I asked back when I was 9.. "I actually thought they would find a cure.. I'm so sorry sweetie". I wiped her tears and say "mom it's not you're fault it's how life works I guess". 1 week later My mom and brother gets killed in a car crash.. I'm living basically half in the hospital and half with my grandmother.. Well there you have it my cancer story.. Please don't give me hate. But I understand about people's opinions., so please feel free to follow me or talk to me I don't mind.. Please take some time to read. Thank you ️