T2+Narrate

[|T2 Narrative Writing]

__Wednesday 29 June__

If I die young bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song. Softly I sang these words to myself, waiting for mum too come in and say everything is going to be ok. Now mumbling these lyrics trying not to meltdown on to the cold tiled ground that lay beneath my feet. As I sang I began to think about what they meant too me even tho they were from a band i’d never heard of until about a week ago. The Perry Band. Still I kept thinking on about everything, like how hard the next while is gonna be, about how much my body might go through. Mum came through the door interrupting my thoughts but thats ok. Her face pale, her eyes trying not to water and my mind knowing whats about to happen next. Mum deiced to tell me anyway even tho I pretty much already knew.

“Delilah, its not very good news....you have bone marrow leukemia” I couldn’t seem to say anything beside “but mummy, I don’t wanna die” Wanting to go and hug her I just sat there shocked until I ran up the stairs,slammed my door open then shut and flopped on my bed. Feeling like dying as I repeated mum’s words in my head. I started to cry into my pillow as the thought’s raced through my head. I heard dad coming up the stairs, hoping he didn’t come in. He did. He walked in, my head still pressed into my pillow. “Are you ok hun” he said wary. I just lay there. “Its not that bad...” although he knew it was Dad was just trying to comfort me. “It is Dad I might die” I snapped back. “No you won’t don’t think like that ” I got up from my tear drenched pillow and hugged him. “Every things going to be alright” Dad said pulling a chocolate bar from his pocket. “Thanks Dad” “Your welcome sweetie”. Once the door closed and he had left. I slowly ripped the shinny Caramello wrapped open to reveal the light brown squares of chocolate. The bar was twenty-one pieces I broke off three pieces. Bit one off then I sucked till it was gone. Once I had ate three pieces I put it in the drow next to my bed and fell asleep. The next morning I went down stairs and stared eating breakfast. Music was my hobbie for the rest of the day till around 2 when Emily rang. Honestly I didn’t wanna talk to anyone ever again but I knew I had to after all she has been comany along this journey will me. “Hello” “Heey” said my best friend Emily “So what came back” she said anxiously “I have leukemia” I replied. There was a long quite pause. Till broke the silence when Emily decided “We need to talk in person, Do you mind if I come over in 4?” “Yeah, thats fine I was gonna invite you over anyway” “bye”. Music was a release for awhile. I have always been a jealous of Emily, she’s pretty Emily walked in and came straight to me to give me big hug trying not to cry. She hated it went when people saw her cry but she couldn’t hold back the tears. “Will you be ok” she said I replied “I don’t know I might be might not be but I want it to be the more hopeful option” “Same, why do things like this always happen to the better people in life” “I won’t even if I am gone I’ll still be in hear” pointing to her heart it was chessy but true. Together we walked down to the park and sat on the swings nobody ever really went there. We both cried as we remembered all the good times we’d had together. Like the first day of school we held hands as we walked in and the times when we laughed till we cried. Emily said “You’ll always be in my prays Delilah,I don’t think i’ll ever find a friend like you because your always there for me and I know you were on my side even when I was wrong”.

From her saying this it was hard not to smile. The next day I had to go and cut my hair off.Mum and I walked in to the hairdresser. Mum talk to the hairdresser about the whole thing then the hairdresser said “Come and sit in this chair”. I sat down and watched my long light blonde hair fall to the floor I picked a bunch of my hair and held it as she shaved the rest off.On the way out I saw a cancer bandana’s I asked mum if I could get one she said yes.I pick through the bandanas till I found a yellow daffily one. I love it. Mum put it on for me “there you look lovely” she said. Eleven months later....I was back at school standing up in front of my class showing them my necklace filled with colorful beads from all the surgeries I’d had.

__Tuesday 28 June__

If I die young bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song. Softly I sang these words to myself, waiting for mum too come in and say everything is going to be ok. Now mumbling these lyrics trying not to meltdown on to the cold tiled ground that lay beneath my feet. As I sang I began to think about what they meant too me even tho they were from a band i’d never heard of until about a week ago. The Perry Band. Still I kept thinking on about everything, like how hard the next while is gonna be, about how much my body might go through. Mum came through the door interrupting my thoughts but thats ok. Her face pale, her eyes trying not to water and my mind knowing whats about to happen next. Mum deiced to tell me anyway even tho I pretty much already knew.

“Delilah, its not very good news....you have bone marrow leukemia” I couldn’t seem to say anything beside “but mummy, I don’t wanna die” Wanting to go and hug her I just sat there shocked until I ran up the stairs,slammed my door open then shut and flopped on my bed. Feeling like dying as I repeated mum’s words in my head. I started to cry into my pillow as the thought’s raced through my head. I heard dad coming up the stairs, hoping he didn’t come in. He did. He walked in, my head still pressed into my pillow. “Are you ok hun” he said wary. I just lay there. “Its not that bad...” although he knew it was Dad was just trying to comfort me. “It is Dad I might die” I snapped back. “No you won’t don’t think like that ” I got up from my tear drenched pillow and hugged him. “Every things going to be alright” Dad said pulling a chocolate bar from his pocket. “Thanks Dad” “Your welcome sweetie”. Once the door closed and he had left. I slowly ripped the shinny Caramello wrapped open to reveal the light brown squares of chocolate. The bar was twenty-one pieces I broke off three pieces. Bit one off then I sucked till it was gone. Once I had ate three pieces I put it in the drow next to my bed and fell asleep. The next morning I went down stairs and stared eating breakfast. Music was my hobbie for the rest of the day till around 2 when Emily rang. Honestly I didn’t wanna talk to anyone ever again but I knew I had to after all she has been comany along this journey will me. “Hello” “Heey” said my best friend Emily “So what came back” she said anxiously “I have leukemia” I replied. There was a long quite pause. Till broke the silence when Emily decided “We need to talk in person, Do you mind if I come over in 4?” “Yeah, thats fine I was gonna invite you over anyway” “bye”. Music was a release for awhile. I have always been a jealous of Emily, she’s pretty Emily walked in and came straight to me to give me big hug trying not to cry. She hated it went when people saw her cry but she couldn’t hold back the tears. “Will you be ok” she said I replied “I don’t know I might be might not be but I want it to be the more hopeful option” “Same, why do things like this always happen to the better people in life” “I won’t even if I am gone I’ll still be in hear” pointing to her heart it was chessy but true.

__Monday 27 June__

If I die young bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song. Softly I sang these words to myself, waiting for mum too come in and say everything is going to be ok. Now mumbling these lyrics trying not to meltdown on to the cold tiled ground that lay beneath my feet. As I sang I began to think about what they meant too me even tho they were from a band i’d never heard of until about a week ago. The Perry Band. Still I kept thinking on about everything, like how hard the next while is gonna be, about how much my body might go through. Mum came through the door interrupting my thoughts but thats ok. Her face pale, her eyes trying not to water and my mind knowing whats about to happen next. Mum deiced to tell me anyway even tho I pretty much already knew.

“Delilah, its not very good news....you have bone marrow leukemia” I couldn’t seem to say anything beside “but mummy, I don’t wanna die” Wanting to go and hug her I just sat there shocked until I ran up the stairs,slammed my door open then shut and flopped on my bed. Feeling like dying as I repeated mum’s words in my head. I started to cry into my pillow as the thought’s raced through my head. I heard dad coming up the stairs, hoping he didn’t come in. He did. He walked in, my head still pressed into my pillow. “Are you ok hun” he said wary. I just lay there. “Its not that bad...” although he knew it was Dad was just trying to comfort me. “It is Dad I might die” I snapped back. “No you won’t don’t think like that ” I got up from my tear drenched pillow and hugged him. “Every things going to be alright” Dad said pulling a chocolate bar from his pocket. “Thanks Dad” “Your welcome sweetie”. Once the door closed and he had left. I slowly ripped the shinny Caramello wrapped open to reveal the light brown squares of chocolate. The bar was twenty-one pieces I broke off three pieces. Bit one off then I sucked till it was gone. Once I had ate three pieces I put it in the drow next to my bed and fell asleep. The next morning I went down stairs and stared eating breakfast. Music was my hobbie for the rest of the day till around 2 when Emily rang. Honestly I didn’t wanna talk to anyone ever again but I knew I had to after all she has been comany along this journey will me.

__Thursday 23 June__

If I die young bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song. Softly I sang these words to myself, waiting for mum too come in and say everything is going to be ok. Now mumbling these lyrics trying not to meltdown on to the cold tiled ground that lay beneath my feet. As I sang I began to think about what they meant too me even tho they were from a band i’d never heard of until about a week ago. The Perry Band. Still I kept thinking on about everything, like how hard the next while is gonna be, about how much my body might go through. Mum came through the door interrupting my thoughts but thats ok. Her face pale, her eyes trying not to water and my mind knowing whats about to happen next. Mum deiced to tell me anyway even tho I pretty much already knew. “Delilah, its not very good news....you have bone marrow **leukemia**” I couldn’t seem to say anything beside “but mummy, I don’t wanna die” Sounding like I was five again I didn’t know what else to do. Hugging me, mum cried her shinning blue eyes danced tears all

__Wednesday 22 June__

**Frankie, this is an intriguing start to a story. It makes me want to read on further. I can also see that you are trying to write in the character of the person.**

**Target - Next Steps** **Use punctuation correctly e.g. speech marks in the beginning will help the reader make understanding of what you are writing. Be careful not to have run on sentences, use commas & full stops regularly.**

If I die young bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song. Softly I sang these words to myself, waiting for mum too come in and say everything is going to be ok. Now mumbling these lyrics trying not to meltdown on to the cold tiled ground that lay beneth my feet. As I sang I began to think about what they meant too me even though they were from a band I’d never heard of until about a week ago. The Perry Band. Still I kept thinking on about everything, like how hard the next while is gonna be, about how