Dear 8th Cary Academy Students,
I am Courtney Macintyre and I work for Fighting Cancer is the Answer. Cancer kills 7.6 million people each year and every day more than 40 children are diagnosed a day. I work to raise money to help find a cure for cancer and raise money to pay medical taxes for those in need of it. This topic is very important to me because almost everybody has been effected from cancer in some way. Cancer has impacted my life drastically, my brother passed away when he was just 8 years old from leukemia and my father is currently fighting brain cancer. Ever since my brother passed away I always felt compelled to help fight this horrible disease. It has now became a huge part of my life and I truly believe that we can make a difference.
I am here to talk to you because I hope you guys can raise money to help pay off a child’s medical taxes. I believe that with all of you guys working together you can achieve this goal. The child’s name is Cory and he is 15 years old. His family has been struggling to afford his medical taxes for the past three years. He really needs us to help him in order for him to keep fighting and hopefully defeating the cancer. It would mean the most to him and I if you donated any money towards this cause. Thank you so much your time, it is greatly appreciated. Remember you can make a difference.
Sincerely,
Courtney Macintyre
As I look out my window rain fills the glass. Outside is dark with storm clouds filling the sky. I am sitting on my warm couch, with a bright red blanket wrapped around me. My body has sunk into the plush cushion as I turn my gaze to the television. Next to me is a steaming hot bowl of chicken noodle soup and a giant box of tissues. My dog is sleeping at the end of the couch snoring every few minutes. Outside I watch all the kids in my neighborhood jumping in puddles with their brightly colored rain jackets in tow. I am envious of their fun but my body is too tired to even care.
My brother and his friends come inside after being in the rain for hours. My dog finally gets up to greet them. He is wagging his tail and is jumping up and down excitedly. They take their shoes off in the garage and walk to the kitchen. They are laughing about all the fun they had. This makes me really wish I wasn’t sick. It never rains here in California. I finally decide I am going to go out even though I’m sick. I use my arms to push myself up and out of the couch. But my body gives out and I fall straight back to the couch. I realize that the couch is way more fun than outside.