Chapter Six, page 3
My friend’s name has been changed here.
My other friend in that class was Ginny. We had been friends since fifth grade, I think, and were used to being in choir together. In fact, the three of us actually became friends, but she sat in the rafter behind us with other girls, so she didn’t talk to Greg as much. She was one of the kindest people I have ever known. We had other classes together and were able to build an even better friendship than we had had in grammar school. We ate lunch together, and hung out with other mutual friends. So early in seventh grade I was thinking Jr. High and High School were probably going to be okay. However, one day Ginny came to school with some grave news.
Ginny didn’t seem to be herself that day. Her face was downcast, and she looked as if she had been crying. I was hesitant to ask her anything, but as it turned out she wanted to talk about what was bothering her. Ginny told me that her sister was in the hospital. She had been having severe headaches for quite some time, and the doctors discovered she had a brain tumor. She was scheduled for surgery that week so they could attempt to remove it. I was in shock. I didn’t know anything about tumors, because I had never known anyone who had one. My limited knowledge told me that was not good. I worried about Ginny, but had no idea of how to help her.