The Life Of Carla

Until the young age of 8, Carla River Clayton was a tom boy. She loved jumping in leaves and playing sports. Shortly after her 8th birthday she ended up breaking her leg in a soccer game leading to the devastating discovery of cancer found in her body. After a year of constant trips to the hospital for chemo and checkups the doctors ordered her to be at the hospital permanently as not staying there was not safe for her condition.

The doctors did not think she would live long but, as if a miracle from the heavens, she led a short bit of life filled with books, teaching collage and even an award from a teaching community for co-founding an app for hospitalized kids to do homework, or do other study related tasks. Her mother and father had passed away when she was 13, but Carla knew just how proud they were of her so she was able to continue on in the pursuit of her own happiness that she discovered while reading. She loved to learn. So, she picked up books on almost everything under the sun from proper etiquette to crafting. She even learned to dance on the days her body felt good. She was stuck in the hospital after mom and dad passed away but they had payed a large sum of money before passing away to keep her in a personal room. They had built their own business and it had grown over time. Carla even knew the successor who was adopted to the family and given education to learn the trade. He was basically Carla's little brother. But after mom and dad passed from a plane accident, he grew a bit distant, he still payed for her care and any new treatments and medications but he visited less. Carla knew it was because they had been fairly close despite her hospitalization. It was hard for him to see her in pain.

Before Carla had passed she wrote letters to her apps co-founders and her brother explaining how she knew she was loved and that she wanted every one to remember the easygoing and care free girl she used to be the 2 months before she passed away but that she could feel her time was growing ever shorter. That she was in good spirits until the end. As she passed on, she could still feel her spirit which felt never-ending, rise up as if being yanked to the heavens. "Here I go" thought Carla, "I wonder who I'll be next in the never-ending circle of life. Opening her eyes had her seeing a few things she thought only happened in stories------