Sadako woke up from her dream, sweating furiously. She had woken up from a nightmare that was about the junior high tryouts. She was going to make it, her legs pumping, her breath shallow when all of a sudden, she fell and everything went dark. “Sadako!” “Come down to breakfast!” her mom called up to her. Sadako sat up quickly, her breath short and quick. She felt the dizziness from last years field day come back to her. Wait, what. I thought that was gone, she thought. But soon, the dizziness went away. She shook her head, got dressed, and went downstairs to breakfast. As she gulped down her food, she felt the dizziness come back.
“Mom, after I finish my food, can I go outside and take a run?” Sadako requested.
“This early!” her mom exclaimed. “Well, I guess you could.”
Sadako stood up and said thanks to her mom for the food and leaped up to go outside for her daily run. When Sadako went out she shivered when the autumn breeze reached her, and started her slow jog getting faster and faster around her block. Then her dizziness reached her and she started to get light headed as her breath came in short gasps. Suddenly the dizziness overcame her, chills ran down her back, as the coldness pierced her like needles. Her hands got clammy and she fainted onto the grass.
“ Sadako, wake up, are you okay? “ asked Sadako’s mom.
“ Mom where am I?” Sadako panicked. Sadako looked over her surroundings she was in a small cramped white room she was in a bed her mother in a chair looked worriedly at her. A doctor entered the room and looked at Mrs. Chan with a grim line on his face.
“I’m sorry to break the news but apparently, your daughter has anemia, a type of asthma,” he said firmly. Sadako and her mom gasped. How could this be happening!? The junior high track team tryouts were in 2 weeks, she couldn’t go around running if she had asthma.
“What do I have to do to get rid of this!” Sadako said, alarmed.
“First, you will have to ride a wheel chair 7 hours a day,” the doctor stated.
“A wheel chair!” Sadako gasped.
“Yes,” the doctor spoke. “You will have to use the wheelchair for 1 month and then you will have to have get blood transfusion because of your lack of red blood cells.”
“But,” Sadako argued.
As they went out of the room her mother was silently weeping in her hands as she was talking to the receptionist about the wheelchair Sadako was in the waiting area silently thinking about her situation when the wheelchair came out Sadako could not help it but she started sobbing, great big snotty sobs. As she was climbing into the