My heart dropped when I heard the frighteneing news. I was only twelve years old, and my friend Krista who was 13 had been diagnosed with a brain tumor. No one know or could tell she had been carrying such a deadly disease. We found out after her mom and brothers walked in her room early on 10/11/05 and found her on the floor having a seizure. It was so frighteneing at first and everything seemed hopeless, but everyone pushed the fear way and hoped for the best.
After her first surgery, she wnt home, and we all waited for the reults anxiously. It could turn out either good or bad. Suprisingly, the news was in between. They had successfully removed most of the tumor safely. After a while it grew back. My heart sank in my gut and I just wanted to vomit. Trying to cheer her up, my friend Erin and I put on our fakest smiles and dressed up in our wackiest outfits to make her happy. I think it helped out a little.
A year and a half later, the doctors once again went in for surgery. This time it could have been life-altering. The tumor was so close to the part of the brain that controls eyesight that it could cause her to go blind. My heart started racing as I thought of what may happen. I was terrified, but I kept repeating to myself, "Everything will be ok." That saying is what gave me hope and made me believe Krista would make it through the surgery safely.
The news spread by texts, calls, and e-mails; she had made it through the surgery without losing her eyesight. This time they removed most of is, but then they put her on chemo and radiation therapy. Things began to settle down and slowly went back to normal.
We always kept in touch but only by texsts and few calls every now and then. We became long distance friends, two people trying to battle the strength of time, but no matter what happened we managaged to stay friends.
Krista has taught me to always keep hope when everythibng may seem impossible. The worst things can happen to the kindest people, but everything happens for a reason and will only make us stronger in the end.
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