Jessica Cartagena

I am 15, although I am very young, i believe I have been through quite a bit. When I was 7 my mother was diagnosed with cancer. For two years, we took her to hospitals and nursing homes. We gave her pills almost every 3 hours. It broke my heart when she would cry because we couldn't understand. She went in to a slight coma when I was 9. three days later my father picked me up from school. As we walked away from the school, he broke the news. I felt my heart die for the first time. My beautiful mother had left me. That was the first time, I had ventured into poetry, it was like someone was listening.