Personal Narrative On Brain Surgery

At the age of 14 my world came crashing down on me. My Dad called me Tuesday afternoon around 4:00 while I was my picture made for softball, he seemed as if he were scared. I was standing with my used to be bestfriend, everything was fine until he broke the news to me. I dropped my phone and sat down wondering why this had to happen, my life was going as well as i wanted it to go. I didn’t want this to even be true. I was speechless and so was my dad, he couldn’t even hardly tell me what was going on but, I understood what he was trying to tell me. I ran outside screaming at the top of my lungs asking why this had to happen, I dropped to my knees to pray and ask for God to watch over her and to heal her as fast as he could. I then asked why my mom why not me? I didn’t understand why this
Mama got to read it first and all she could do was cry, happy tears sad tears I didn’t know. She stopped crying and told us the lump was benign. We all cheered with happiness but, she still had to have brain surgery. Probably one of the most longest and scariest surgery i had to sit through. It lasted from 7:00 A.M. till 3:00 P.M.. I was so scared about what they were going to tell us when she got out of surgery. I played games all afternoon until the doctor walked through those sliding glass doors, the doctor proceeded to gather the whole family to tell the news about her surgery. He told us that she done very well through the whole surgery and that they got all of the lump out. I was filled with so much excitement that I just wanted to run in mamas room and hug her, but of course i couldn’t. About a week later she was let out of the hospital and would come back every month for radiation to shrink the rest of the lump, there was hardly a lump there but the doctors still wanted to play it safe and make sure they shrunk every last bit of it. Now my mom is healthier than ever and runs around with my little