IWanttoLive

This book made available by the Internet Archive. THE one thing that Dawn Rochelle remembered most about her fourteenth birthday was that she was still alive. In her diary, she wrote: March 23, Well, Fue made it for almost a whole year. It doesn't seem possible that Fve had leukemia since last April. I wish this hadnt happened to me. I wish I didn't have to go to the clinic for my checkup next week. I wish they didn't have to poke a hole in my back and take my spinal fluid — what if they find cancer cells? I can't think about it. Today at school I heard that Jake Macka is moving. I wonder what it would be like to have him kiss me. I wonder if any "normaV^ boy will ever kiss me. For my birthday, Mom and Dad gave me a ''boombox' in hot pink. Rob sent a Michigan State mug and a pink sweatsuit. He's coming home for spring break this Saturday and I can hardly wait to see him. He says he's got someone special for us to meet. Ill bet it's Darcy, the girl he was dating last Christmas. Fourteen is all right, more than I thought Fd see when I was so sick in the hospital last year. But how about fifteen? Will I see fifteen? Dawn looked over her ......