Six Months in Winchester
Life was finally getting back to normal. My hair was growing, I was feeling stronger, and the dreaded 'sick girl' label was fading. But then came the words no one ever wants to hear: 'It's back.' Now, facing a new experimental treatment, my family is uprooting our lives and moving to Winchester for six months. New city, new school, new hospital... and a constant reminder of the leukemia I desperately want to leave behind. Can I find normalcy, or even hope, in this strange new world?
The sterile smell of Dr. Jockvale's office hung heavy in the air, a smell all too familiar.
"It's back," he said, the words dropping like stones into the quiet room.
Your stomach clenched. After two years, after treatments and hair loss and missing out on everything, you thought you were finally done being the sick girl.
Now, sitting between your quiet, pale dad and your mom, whose face was contorted in a brave but failing attempt to hold back tears, you knew you were back where you started. Or worse.
