The Day

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The day was filled with sorrow, for my family at least. I mean like my dad's side of the family is weeping, except for me. My cousin died today because of blood cancer. I never really knew him too much. He was about 18 years old, my dad's sister's son....that's pretty much it. I never even met him. Most of my family was in Pakistan, while we were in Canada, Saskatchewan, Regina. Our family never went back to Pakistan ever since we arrived in Canada. I looked around and saw my younger brothers crying too. I was surprised because they knew him as much as I did. On the other hand, I was still deciding whether I should cry or not. I'm only 9, give me a break. My dad was crying the most. After my parents said a prayer for my cousin, Yaseen, I went to my room to sleep. Instead of sleeping, all I could think about was how my mom used to scare me about getting blood cancer. I am very picky when it comes to food, my mom's food. She would tell me about not being healthy and then ending up like my grandfather and Yaseen. I never believed that I would get blood cancer, come on. What if only boys are getting the cancer in my family? If that's so, I'm good to go. But what if that's not the case. What if I do get the cancer? Like I would always tell myself, It's not a problem now so don't worry about it. I ended up falling asleep a lot faster than I thought I would. The days passed and I hoped my parents would move onto another subject, something away from looking at old pictures and talking about Yaseen. It got kind of annoying because I never felt bad for what happened. I felt better at school, not letting them know about my cousin. Well, everyone except my best friend, Amber. I told her exactly how I felt and the whole incident. "I feel r... ... middle of paper ... ...e how boring my life is. All I'm waiting for is death. Maybe suicide would make this problem easier. I wouldn't have to go through this annoying punishment of mine. There has to be- wait a second. Where's my mom? Who cares? I don't. She's probably got some better things to do than watch over her dying daughter's body. Somebody rushed inside my room. "I'm sorry I'm late today, Hadiyah. I had some important work to do." It was Amber. "Yeah it's okay. I was just thinking about death." I said grimly "Was that the only thing you could do?" She asked as she sat beside me. I didn't answer. "Look, Hadiyah. When life puts you in difficult situations, don't say "why me", say "try me". " After hearing that I smiled. I felt stronger...and happier than I thought my afternoon would be. I was going to beat cancer, no matter what. I just have to keep trying, again and again.

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