When I was 7 years old I was diagnosed with a rare and aggressive from of cancer, rhabdomyosarcoma. It was a scary situation for me but I had a lot of strength, and I survived. when I went to the hospital for my yearly checkup I saw a mother crying as if she just found out that her child had cancer. I walked over and handed her my key that said strength and left. I walked around the corner and peeked through the widow, she had the key held to her heart and she stopped crying looked up and prayed to God, for strength.