Grrrrr

College Personal Essay I am a 16 year old with a good family, teenage problems and want to go to college what’s new right' But the problems I been through should distinguish me from the other 16 year Olds you know. It all started when I was in the 9th grade my GPA was a 2.9 on my way to a 3.0.Until I was home playing Madden 10 in my room and I got a stunning call from my grandmother saying “Troy, Zakary has been rushed to the hospital he has a sharp pain in his stomach” I was young so I thought it was a stomach ache. Then a couple hours past and my mother calls me in the room and says “Troy the doctors found out what’s wrong with Zak” My nonchalant attitude I had towards his stomach ache STOPPED immediately when she continued her sentence and said “They found a tumor on his Kidneys” all I can do was ask questions like a confused student in class and try to hold back the little boy that wanted to come out so bad. A couple months flew by and my grades were being effected because I had to go to Johns Hopkins everyday after school just to make sure he got through his chemo. I was always there no matter how many test and quizzes I had to make up. But unfortunately it got to the point where as though I couldn’t balance it out anymore. My grades were dropping like leaves in the fall but I faithfully stayed with my brother In the hospital. I started realizing that school was for me when my 14 year old brother with cancer, skinny as a twig with no hair but with confidence of the biggest lion continued to go to school and complete all his test and projects no matter how judgmental his peers were towards him. After I witness him get straight A’s in a private school Boys Latin that made me want to start getting serious about my schoolwork. Especially when he had a bright future ahead of him and it all ended because of this stupid cancer called Renal Cancer, the school year was over and I had a 78 GPA at the end of the year. June 19th around 7 O’clock in the morning and my mother rushes me to get up and says “ Troy get up, Today maybe Zak’s last day” The expression on my face was so stunning and shocked and “priceless”. We get to the hospital and the last thing I can say was “Zak Im here boy, don’t worry” and he passed away right there in front of my face. Thoughts running through my head like track and field, I juat lost my brother, my friend, my amigo to a cancer caused by sickle cell. From that day on out I started to push my hardest to achieve me and my brother goal which is to make it to college.