I missed a few days of school after the news, but instead of staying at home enjoying myself, I had to visit the hospital to undergo sever chemo
After a few times visiting the hospital, I was allowed to go back to school
I wasn't the most popular kid in school, nor was I the most ignored. My parents decided to tell the school of my problem but not to share it to anyone
But I could tell that my teachers were talking about me, every time I passed by some of my teachers that would put pity on me
Even in class they were treating me as if I were a God, asking me if I had any problems or if I needed something
My friends also treated me with a bit more respect. They would always ask me what game I would want to play
My bullies treated me the worst
"Ha ha, he's got cancer! He's gonna die!"
I just wanted to punch their ignorant faces down to the ground, but I did not have the strength
YOU ARE READING
The Story of a Ball, named Ball
Short Story"I am dying in this cruel world, all I want to do is see the world, one... last... time" It's very hard hitting, once you find out... but why all that panic if you've only got a few years to die. It's a slow death, you start becoming weaker and weak...
