Paper Cranes

• Sophie Baker, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2011

Peaceful, Graceful, Hopeful.
As I sit in my hospital bed making beautiful paper cranes those three words come into my mind. 896 cranes. Just 104 more to go. But will i be able to finish in time? Day by day I am getting weaker and weaker, sicker and sicker but I don't lose hope. I know I can stay strong as my journey continues. The doctor comes into the room right at that moment and as he opens his mouth to say something I know it will be bad news. I was right. My heart dropped. I don't have much longer to live and my leukemia can't be treated any further. Unless a miracle happened my life was over. My Short Life. A month had passed and it was nearly time to go but as I keep building hope something inside me is failing. 999 cranes. Just one more.
My eyes slowly close. As my mum squeezes my hand tightly begging me not to go. Gone.
A week has passed and everybody says goodbye but as i watch over them from up above, I know that they haven't lost me on the inside because there is now..........1000 Cranes.