Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter"- Christinia Aquilera
I have always been a fighter for my independence and when I finally received it, I was a little girl lost in a big world. Throughout my elementary school years I had a registered nurse as a constant companion, rode an alternate school bus (you know the little ones) and was always attached to my oxygen tanks. It seemed as though I had a lot of friends, but now as I look back at it feels like I was surrounded by other children because I was a novelty. As I got older and entered my first year of junior year as other kids were playing sports and hanging out with each other after school I started to fight my nurse and fought to go to school independently. I though without her by my side I would be a “normal kid”.Finally in seventh grade it happened. The school agreed to have oxygen tanks at school for me and no longer would I have a RN by my side. Then it happened, I was alone. No more nurse but all of a sudden no anybody. I walked the halls by myself, ate lunch by myself I had not true friends expect for Caylie and Nicole. But I wanted more. I tried talking to everyone I could but simply got a smile from them as they walked away. For the rest of seventh and eighth grade I was lonely. Even Caylie and Nicole were branching out and going to parties that I was not invited to and that hurt. My freshmen year I decided to attend the homecoming football game knowing I would
be able to hang out with somebody but everybody I found left me behind. So now I’m alone, I have CCM, and Caylie is diagnosed with acute leukemia and I have nowhere else to turn. But what I did was what I always do and that is not giving up. I went to the next game, the next game and the next game after that and continued to be myself and try to make friends. Though it took a lot of time and
tears it paid off. I don’t have a lot of friends but the few friends I have are true friends. I have had my share of people staring at me or pointing and whispering about me but none of that matters, I’m Emily and I’m proud of it.