When I was eight years old, I left school early one day feeling sick. Later that afternoon, I had a seizure. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a hospital bed, confused and scared. After five nights in the hospital and countless tests, I received news no child should ever have to hear—I had brain cancer.

One month later, I underwent brain surgery to remove the tumor. But just when I thought the worst was behind me, the tumor started growing back. Almost exactly a year later, I had to go through another surgery.

Thankfully, since that day, I’ve been cancer-free and healthy. I will always be deeply grateful to the incredible doctors and nurses who helped me through such a terrifying time, and I consider myself one of the luckiest people in the world.

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