At 12 years old, I was the typical overactive, sporty, crazy wild child. Gymnastics, cheer, soccer, but at the time softball. I was the lead pitcher for my team 2 years running when I started feeling a slight pain in my left upper leg. Of coarse we figured it was a pulled muscle from over working it on the field. However the pain kept getting worse and worse until it came to our annual family vacation to NY. My leg was hurting so bad I couldn’t sleep, walk, run, or sit. It was horrible. When we got back my dad and I went to the doctor to get a set of x-rays done. I will never forget the moment she (my doctor) walked into the room and sat on the chair in front of me with the most dreadfully sorry look on her face. She told me that they had found a spot on my bone and she assumed it was a tumor. ASAP we went over to children’s to get a biopsy done of the spot, and unbelievably, it turned out to be a cancerous growth. After starting chemotherapy treatment almost immediately, I underwent the next 9 months of sickness, severe allergy to my medication, and days of no sleep. I ended my last chemotherapy in May of 2008. From 2007 till now I have had over several surgeries to replace the bone, and numerous rods. Now I am a healthy, colorful, crazy 20 year old 7 years cancer free…You will most likely see me and recognize the fun hair, crazy makeup, and wild personality.