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    DD, Aged 17

    When people would talk they didn't know what to say which was understandable.  more...

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    Mimi - 15 years old

    I lost myself doing stupid things, angry and sad and depressed at everything. I ended up failing my classes, not caring about school, and getting into fights.  more...

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    Chelsea - 14 years old

    I stuck my head round the door in the room mum was in, and she looked really ill. I couldn't understand what was happening - one minute my mum was fine and the next she was ill.  more...

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    Clair - aged 14

    Something I wish is I could just have one more day with my dad! - to tell him how much I love him and how sorry I am for all the bad things I have said and done to him!  more...

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    Nicole - 17 years old

    This time the doctors are unable to operate. He has already had 6 sessions of chemo and is having another 6 sessions. I cannot help feeling I may lose him.  more...

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    Rirrif - 15 years old

    I have been staying with my dad because my mom doesn't want me around when she is sick, which is all the time. My dad works at night so I spend a lot of time alone since I'm not with my mom. I'm afraid she is going to die and I'll blame myself for not being there more. more...

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    HT - 13 years old

    She has been so strong about this and is keen to put it all behind her.  more...


Jade - aged 13

I'm thirteen now, and starting to come to terms with my Mum's death. But, my brothers and sisters, think she has gone to sleep. They often say to me, when is Mummy coming home?

It's been one year now, since my Mum died of Breast Cancer. It's been one year of pain, tears, confusion, sadness and guilt. When I first found out, 18 months ago. I was very confused. My Mum or Dad never explained it to me. Exactly what it was. And it was hard, its not everyday an eleven year old goes through it. I had to deal with my younger brothers and sisters, whilst my parents were at the hospital. Hoping my Mum would get better. When we found out the cancer could not be cured. I was devestated, angry, hurt and frightened. Frightened of how I would cope, without my Mother. It wasnt long after that, that I was taken into the hospital to say goodbye. My Mum explained to me what had happened to her. She told me to look after my brothers and sisters. And we cried, both of us. Then, I had to leave. One week later, my Dad came home from the hopsital, he took my hand and told me that my Mum, had passed away. Then we told my two brothers and two sisters. My Dad told them that their Mum, had gone to sleep. I'm thirteen now, and starting to come to terms with my Mum's death. But, my brothers and sisters, think she has gone to sleep. They often say to me, when is Mummy coming home? - and I would say, Soon. What else am I supposed to say to them? They are only 4,5,9 and 7. Do I tell them the truth?

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