Nowadays, in the 90’s, it seems as though we are all trying to hide something…Joel began to write his essay. He knew way too much about this subject he thought to himself. To everyone Joel seemed like the perfect guy who led the perfect life and was always so happy. But if they only really knew, I mean actually knew what he had to go through everyday, but of course they didn’t. Joel closed his notebook. Now wasn’t the time that he wanted to be thinking about this. He looked over at the clock, time to take his medicine. Slowly he tried to push himself up off of the bed; his muscles seemed to be getting weaker everyday. Even walking down the stairs tired him out now and having to walk around school all day was getting harder and harder. But he didn’t want to tell anyone about his disease because he didn’t want people feeling sorry for him and thinking differently of him. Most of all many people don’t understand what having his disease means. Leukemia isn’t like one of those things that you can just take medicine for and it goes away. There’s much more to it then that, for an example you have to be in the hospital for many weeks to months on end, you have to go through chemotherapy, and loose your hair