A couple years ago, my mom got married and I had to move away from my home. The place I moved when my parents divorced was finally gone. When I had made it to my new house, I got a call from my dad. I was frightened half to death at what he said... he was diagnosed with a tumor on his lungs. Now, many people at my school know my story. I used that moment, and elaborated. I used it as a writing prompt. I got an A. My dad is so focused on having as much time with us as possible. He was recently hospitalized with eating problems from the chemo treatment. Now, I am ready for the worst anytime, but it hasn't come yet. Thank you doctors. Keep working towards the cure!