| Source: Children Come First http://www.childrencomefirst.com/chocolatelove.shtml Contests The lingering scent of chocolate called me with its heavenly smell. Delicious chocolates filled with jam. I bought them from Elizabeth, the owner of the chocolate shop, one of many in Paris. "Thank you, Elizabeth." I grasped the bright red package of chocolates and smiled. "Merci, Maria. Come again," Elizabeth called out. Hours later, I was sitting with my friend, Rosaline, when my cell phone rang. I heard my mother's frantic voice on the line. "Maria, your sister Jenny is in the hospital! She has been diagnosed with leukemia and is in desperate need of a bone marrow transplant! You have the closest blood type!" I left Rosaline and hailed a cab. I was scared. Could I really do this? When I reached the hospital, I ran to Jenny's room. My sweet little sister was bald. Her skin was an ashy-pale color. Dark circles surrounded her eyes. The doctor took me to a separate room where I underwent surgery, giving my little sister the bone marrow she needed. Jenny's body reacted well to the transplant. Months later, Jenny was better. Before long I was walking out of the chocolate shop again, this time hand in hand with my little sister.
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