My Parents Are Unable To Save Me From Cancer, Could You Please Help Me Stay Alive?

I loved cricket like my friends. We would play on the streets all day long if we could. I was 12 when I felt that pain. I shook it off as a normal stomach ache. I never knew then that this would be the end of my life as I knew it. Now, I don’t play cricket. I hardly get out of bed, and when I do, it is to go to the hospital. Every time I see my parents feel helpless unable to get me the medical care I need, I feel an inch closer to death. It terrifies me.All I remember from my days as a teenager is crying out of painAt first, the stomach ache was bearable. It came and went a few times a month. After a while, when the pain came, I could not sit or stand. I cried for my mother. I would not be able to eat, sometimes even vomit. My father drove me to a doctor in Mangalore. I had an X-Ray. Even I could see something was wrong. They did not tell me at first, but I realized, I had cancer.It was a tumor that could spread. I needed surgery. My parents and sisters were always by my side. Aft
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