It was a bright summer day In September. Luna was making food for her daughter, Emerald.
Emerald had a disease.
It was Cancer.
Emerald was only 6 years old.
Luna knew her daughter was going to die but, she saved the sad thought for sad times.
"I made your favorite, Chicken noodles!" Luna exclaimed as she walked into Emeralds room.
She wasn't there. Luna walked to the other side of Emeralds bed. Emerald was laying on the ground on her side. Her head was already bald and that was the only thing Luna saw.
"Emerald!" She yelled, dropped the bowl of soup on the floor with a crash. Luna grabbed onto Emeralds back and yanked her onto her bed. Luna's face went pale. Emerald was dead.
Emerald was dead.
The End! Cancer By:Starr