Rosemarie Meghan Miller :: Personal Narrative Cancer

Rosemarie Meghan MillerIn the middle of my junior(a) year of high inculcate I transferred from Glouster County Institute of Technology grey New Jersey Academy of Performing Arts to Wildwood Catholic racy School. When I transferred schools at the beginning of every partitioning we said a prayer for John and Rosemarie. For the longest time I did not bed why we were praying for these classmates. About a week later Rosemarie returned to class and I met her for the first gear time. She was such a wonderful person and helped me so a great deal with my transition my new school. She and I had become relatively close everywhere about the next month or so. When we became closer friends I firm 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 agnize? I was serious in the month I had got to know her I still had no ide a. She then went on to tell me how neophyte year she and John were two diagnosed with Leukemia. At first I was shock 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 subsequently I arrived here so I never even realized it. We both laughed about it, but I still felt awful. I was fitted 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 inconsiderate and ask her a question about that?Not long after this incident we got an announcement over the loud speaker Would the Junior class please report to the auditorium immediately after prayers, Thank You. I was t errified because I had not yet seen Rosemarie that morning, I was just praying that nothing had happened to her.