Love Never Dies
When I was about 11 years my aunt Elena had breast cancer and she was like my best friend. I couldn't believe it because she was the only that's understood me .
My cousin and I would always take flowers and teddy bears to the hospitals when she sometimes not feel good and stay in the hospital. The cancer was first was first in her right boob but my aunt was also those type of people who cared how they looked and dressed and decided not to take her right boob off. By the time she realized she had to take it off because their was no other choice the cancer had already been spreading through her body and her bones.
HOW I OVER CAME IT
We had a funeral for her and played her favorite song .My big brother hugged me and my younger cousin. That's a hug I will never forget. But now she is in a better place.
R.I.P ELENA GALLARDO