My hero is my little brother Nicholas. Nick was born 3 months premature on January 5th 2005 at 2.6 lbs. Needless to say it would be a long road to recovery spent in the NICU for the whole family. One night after school both my parents came to me and my mom started to burst out in tears, immediately I asked what happened to Nicholas that's when my mom said to me, "It's not your brother it's your dad". Not only was my brother in the hospital fighting for his life, but my Dad, a local firefighter, had been diagnosed with cancer. In Toronto; Princess Margaret cancer hospital and the hospital for sick children are very close. My mom and I would spend our time with Nicholas then walk over to visit my dad and help him through his intensive treatments. For the longest time I could not understand why God would do this to someone who has done nothing but save other peoples lives for over 20 years. After almost 6 months in the hospital, Nicholas got to come home, he had beat it against all odds this little man had beaten it all and come home a perfectly healthy little boy. My brother's strength inspired my dad to push on in his fight against that horrible disease. My dad is since in remission and my brother is currently starting his his 1st grade year. Between me and my dad doing livestrong challenges across the states and the ride to concur cancer, I am also a student studying in university to become a police officer. Without my brother's unguided ability, my family wouldn't be half as strong as we are today. When people ask me who my hero is, I have no problem telling them it's my 6 year old brother.. Thanks for reading.
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