Friday, May 31, 2019

Rosemarie Meghan Miller :: Personal Narrative Cancer

Rosemarie Meghan MillerIn the middle of my junior year of high take aim I transferred from Glouster County Institute of Technology Southern New Jersey Academy of Performing Arts to Wildwood Catholic High School. When I transferred schools at the beginning of every class we said a prayer for tail end and Rosemarie. For the longest time I did not slam why we were praying for these classmates. About a week ulterior Rosemarie returned to class and I met her for the first time. She was such a wonderful person and helped me so much with my transition my new school. She and I had become relatively intimately over about the next month or so. When we became closer friends I decided I would ask her a personal question. First I asked her why we always said prayers for her and then I asked her why she always wore a bandana on her head. With this she replied, Are you serious? You really dont know? I was serious in the month I had got to know her I still had no idea. She then went on to tell me how freshman year she and put-on were both diagnosed with Leukemia. At first I was shocked and then apologized because at this point I felt horrible. Then she asked me didnt you realize when you transferred to Wildwood Catholic John and I werent in class. I said, No you returned to school about three days after I arrived here so I neer even realized it. We both laughed about it, but I still felt awful. I was able to figure out about John because I dont think he ever returned for a full day of school while I attended Wildwood Catholic. Rosemarie said this situation was funny, because at first she thought I befriended her because I felt bad for her. But in actuality I had no idea that she was sick. How could I be so uncaring and ask her a question about that?Not long after this incident we got an announcement over the loud speaker Would the Junior class cheer report to the auditorium immediately after prayers, Thank You. I was scared because I had not yet see n Rosemarie that morning, I was just praying that nothing had happened to her.

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