My name is Lucas.
At just 11, I faced a fight many thought I wouldn’t survive.
68 rounds of chemo.

Countless nights of pain, fear, and whispered prayers.
But I didn’t give up.
Faith carried me.
Hope never left.
And I chose to fight—again and again.
Today, I can finally say it:
I beat cancer.

I’m still here—stronger than ever.
To anyone still fighting: you’re not alone.
If an 11-year-old could rise through the fire… so can you.