Oncology, here I come! When I was 13, I heard big words like “Hodgkin Lymphoma” and it was confusing because I knew what that meant. Seeing my mother cry haunted me and I knew it was something bad and serious. With a confused face, I listened to the doctors who told me it was a type of lymph node cancer. I sat back and thought “wow”. My grandmother and grandfather have cancer, so is it a contagious disease that is spread by a hug and a kiss on the cheek? Four years ago, I had to accept that I was a child with cancer. Having cancer at a young age while still in school is difficult. Having cancer was a big challenge in my life that I had to face because I could either die or overcome this challenge. So, by the end of my 7th grade year, I knew I wanted to become an oncologist. Being in remission, I learned a lot about oncology, knowing how to accept certain aspects of the disease and how to deal with challenges. With all the help, love and support from my family, as well as having doctors and nurses by my side, holding my hand throughout Disney World was my dream trip, which never wouldn't want it to be a dream trip. Going to Disney World was the most popular trip offered to every child with cancer. This trip was the most incredible trip of my life. Going to Disney World was a relief for me, my mother, my sister and my brother. It was a relief because we all knew those difficult days were over. The best part of the trip for me and my family was that everything was free and I got to choose my dream car to get around in Orlando, Florida. Take walks with a free flash pass, stay at the Nickelodeon Hotel for a week, for free breakfast, lunch and dinner. Waking up every morning to presents and seeing my family's smiles brought me to tears. This family trip brought my family closer than ever and we did a lot of