My friend called D

Her name is D.
She is a lovely Asian girl
She wants love and attentions
She gives loves and care too
She is the one who got cancer
she is the one who lost her brother and father from cancer
She is the one her mother indebted and detained because of the heavy medical bills
She is the one who survived from cancer by bone marrow transplantation
Her life is a ture tragedy,
it's almost like impossible to be true
She got no meat, no veggies to eat with rice
Her mother's laundary work doesn't seem enough to feed the family
her teaching to the kids had not covered enough for the decent meals
heart-breaking story,
it is so tragic that impossible to be true.
She is the true hero
I met her in European University Centre for Peace Studies in Austria
She was an Asian and I was an Asian.
We have the same texture of hair and similar complexion
Since that time she was sick with cancer
But she did manage to finish her study
I was amazed how can she be so brave
She cut me off for two years and a half
Now that she wrote me the story
The horror of the life
I am amazed
How brave she is
The true she
Her name is D