Hi, I’m Lali (Leah), and I’m only three years and eight months old. My parents waited five years for me to be born—they always tell everyone that from the moment I came into the world, they felt their lives were finally complete. A few weeks ago, I started to vomit terribly. My parents took me to the doctor, and they discovered I have a virus in my blood, and it has already spread. My parents don’t say the word “cancer,” they say “virus,” but I heard the doctors talking, and I can see in Mommy and Tatty’s eyes how scared they are. They’re trying to stay strong for me, but I hear them crying at night. I thought only kids cried… The treatments I need to fight this virus, as Tatty says, are very expensive, they cost much more than all of my toys, and we just can’t do it alone.
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