I am touched

Imagine feeling like you have your whole life before you only find out you are about to face your second bout with leukemia . You are finally entering middle school, making plans for the future, eyeing the cute guys, talking about next week's game and the news come your cancer may have returned . This is a true story wrote by a girl who suffer from leukemia .

My first encounter with the disease came when i was in my first grade . I became tired all the time and never felt like playing with the other children. Sitting in the teacher's lap or resting were highlights of my recess. Then one my parents who took me to the doctor immediately. Blood results revealed the diagnosis - acute lymphocitic leukemia. I started chemotherapy treatments that lasted for the next-two-and-a-half years . Following that , I stayed in remission for almost three years. But then I relapsed at the start of my sixth-grade year.
This time was more difficult because I was older. I knew more of what to expect . I had peers who would make fun of me once they learned I had cancer. I am not sure they understood the seriousness of my disease, but their taunts added to my pain.
I started another series of chemotherapy treatments. My family and I were at a turning point with the disease. We had to decide if I would have a bone-marrow transplant or continue the treatment method I was presently receiving. I was fearful of having the transplant because I had known other patients who did not make it after their transplant . 
But it also helped some people get better.The deciding factor for me was when we found out my  three year old brother was a perfect match.
I still had concerns because i consider my little brother my miracle from the god and i didn't want him to suffer. One day, while my brother was watching one of his programs , i asked him if he would like to be a hero . He asked me " Do you mean like superman ?" and I told him told him "even more than a superman ". I explained to him that he would be saving his sissy's life, but it would require him to go through some pain and gives a lot of blood. At first, he told me "No, I don't want to do that" so I was not going to press the issue with him. He turned back and started watching the television , but then about five minutes later , he turned and looked at me and said , "Sissy , I don't want to hurt but if it will save your life , I will do it." Not only is he my miracle , he is my hero .