It is a dark and cold night in the forest that you just seemed to stumble upon. You hear a rustle from next to you as you walk down the dimly light pathway. Suddenly a person emerges from the shadows. You stop, frightened, at what the person might want. It is an old man dressed in a long cloak, he motions for you to get closer. "Come closer, my dear, and I will tell you of a story of a girl much like anyone else." As you move closer the clouds overhead move across the moon. The light shines through the tree limbs. "And this girls name is," the old man walks into a clearing and so do you. The full moon shines over you. "Darkmoon."
Ahem, I am Darkmoon...not the old man. The year I turned six years old was the year that changed my life forever. My mother was rushed to the hospital because she complained of side pains. She was diagonsed with liver cancer and they said she had six months to live. You can just imagine what that does to a little kids brain. My whole family moved to New Hampshire so that my mom could go to a hospital for treatment there. It just so happens that my whole family lives there too. I lived in New Hampshire for two years and thank God that my mom lived through those years. About four years ago we moved back to Florida for we had been living here before. My mom is still living and I am thankful for everyday I wake up and her smiling face. I am Katie, or Darkmoon as you guys call me here, and I am glad I still have parents, a sister and a whole family how cares. I consider myself to be the luckiest person ever.
I always have good grades and I never get in trouble. Sometimes I go to church with you_really_suck (I know beautiful user name, right?) and her family. That is so far in my twelve-year-old life, I hope you enjoyed.
Glad to hear your mom passed those terrible crisis. Sadly, my aunt was not that lucky, her lung cancer was discovered too late.
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