Rosemarie Meghan Miller :: Personal Narrative Cancer

Rosemarie Meghan Miller In the middle of my junior year of high school I transferred from Glouster County Institute of Technology Southern New Jersey Academy of Performing Arts to Wildwood Catholic High School. When I transferred schools at the beginning of every class we said a prayer for John and Rosemarie. For the longest time I did not know why we were praying for these classmates. About a week later Rosemarie returned to class and I met her for the first time. She was such a wonderful person and helped me so much with my transition my new school. She and I had become relatively close over about the next month or so. When we became closer friends I decided I would ask her a personal question. First I asked her why we always said prayers for her and then I asked her why she always wore a bandana on her head. With this she replied, â€Å"Are you serious? You really don’t know?† I was serious; in the month I had got to know her I still had no idea. She then went on to tell me how f reshman year she and John were both diagnosed with Leukemia. At first I was shocked and then apologized because at this point I felt horrible. Then she asked me â€Å"didn’t you realize when you transferred to Wildwood Catholic John and I weren’t in class.† I said, â€Å"No you returned to school about three days after I arrived here so I never even realized it.† We both laughed about it, but I still felt awful. I was able to figure out about John because I don’t think he ever returned for a full day of school while I attended Wildwood Catholic. Rosemarie said this situation was funny, because at first she thought I befriended her because I felt bad for her. But in actuality I had no idea that she was sick. How could I be so inconsiderate and ask her a question about that? Not long after this incident we got an announcement over the loud speaker â€Å"Would the Junior class please report to the auditorium immediately after prayers, Thank You.† I was scared because I had not yet seen Rosemarie that morning, I was just praying that nothing had happened to her.