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Personal Narrative: Recovering Leukemia
The morning my mom woke us up said we were going to see my great aunt Lissy, who had been battling leukemia for 7 years was sad and happy. It was probably going to be time to say goodbye to her and it broke my heart because was going to leave us. It was March 25, 2011 when we left to take what seemed like the longest 3 1/2 hours ever. It was also the worst 3 1/2 hours ever. I was not ready to say goodbye. Lissy had been a great role model. She never gave up even when she knew it could all just end, right here right now. She kept going through the pain.
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