Trudy's POV
It was on a sunny day,after school, when this misfortune happened. I had come back from school as usual and greeted my mom who was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner. After I had gone to change from my outfit, I headed into the kitchen to assist my mom with preparing dinner. “How was school today?",my mom asked while I was chopping the veggies. “It was as usual not bad". I replied, continuing with what I was doing. It was the noise of the pot falling on the floor that made me stop what I was doing. I looked at my mom, who seemed to be in pain. “Mum, what's wrong?". I asked, worried, hurriedly rushing to her side. My mom flashed me a weak smile. It was there I realized that something was wrong. That's when I noticed mum's pale appearance. I guided her to the chair near the kitchen island. My mom, being as stubborn as, always wanted to prove to me there was nothing wrong with her and I was overthinking, but I have had enough of that. My mom suddenly coughed and I had to pass the kitchen tissue over to her. What I realized crumbled my whole world, my mom had coughed blood. I couldn't help but shed tears knowing my mom's life was on the hold. I was ten when my mom was diagnosed with leukemia. We had tried anything possible but we couldn't find a matching stem cell transplant for my mom.