Dear Cancer,


You are bad. You made my mom bald and look like a boy because she had to be on chemotherapy. No one wants to be bald.  I was sad watching my mom go through that and I am sad other people have to go through it.  Why can’t you be nice. This is hard for people to go through.  My mom could not taste her food.  We always had to stay in the house because she could not drive a lot or would get tired fast. My mom fell when her legs were hurting so bad and we had to carry her back to her room. Why did you do that to my mom? People want to live the best they can and you don’t let that happen. I wish you would stop hurting people and go away forever.


Denver Champion, 6 years old