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When I signed on to Whyville this morning, as usual, I went to check my y-mail, 
as usual, read a few from my friends, and went to my favorite place to hang out, 
Illusions Talk. But this morning was different.
 There have always been a few people who have said rude comments about me not 
having any hair (I have cancer), but never, never have I seen anyone be so rude 
to me in my entire life on Whyville.
 Since I have no hair in real life, I have decided to not have any hair on 
Whyville. I get a few "You have no hair!'s" and a few "Did your hair expire?'s" 
But I have never had anyone decide to be so rude as to repeat over and over the 
fact that I have no hair and say that I look like a freak, then throw various 
projectiles at me, call me horrible names and make me feel as though having 
cancer was my fault. I was very upset about this, but decided to ignore how rude 
this citizen was and carry on with my day.
 Later on, I decided that entering a beauty contest might cheer me up just for 
fun. I was wrong. Everyone was asked to press 111 if they wanted to be entered 
into the contest. As soon as I had pressed Enter, people were already saying, 
"You can't be in the beauty contest! You have no hair!", "Get out of here," "No 
bald people," and other things like that. They had no idea that I had no hair 
for a reason! I was outraged and started explaining that I have cancer.
 Having no hair in Whyville is not just my way of being unique, it's also my 
way of reflecting a small bit of me in Whyville. Unfortunately this is not good 
enough for some people.
 When I signed on again that evening, I went back to Illusions Talk and talked 
with a few people about my disease. I heard people saying things like "You don't 
have cancer!", "That was my friend's idea! You stole it!" and one person was even 
saying, "No one cares that you have cancer! I hope that you die!" None of these 
people even know me! They don't know what is going on and what I have been 
through.
 
 I used to have long beautiful brunette hair, with natural blond streaks, and I 
was very sad when I saw large pieces of it fell out over a period of just a few 
months. I often feel sick to my stomach, missing a few weeks of school every 
little while because I am either too sick to go, or am too weak to get up in the 
morning. I have anxiety attacks and have been given only about a year and a half 
to live. All my friends and family are hoping my disease will go into remission, 
but we have had no luck yet. I love each and everyone of you who care.
 
 I know that some of you who read this have lost loved ones to cancer and other 
diseases, but for those of you who haven't, all I'm asking is for you to think 
twice before you act. Making fun of people, no matter what reason, can be very 
upsetting. In closing, I leave you with this: You will never hurt anyone without 
hurting yourself.
 
 Off to find my wig,
 Sugerchik
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