Hollyanna Catherine Benn Maria Roscu

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Hollyanna aka Anna, spiderlungs or spider, i cannot understand why you have gone and i can not
understand why it had to be you.you have battled your illness many times before but this time god
was able to see that you needed your mum and you could not take any more. You were intelligent,
funny and a fab friend you always had time for other people and made although ill yourself time to
see your friends i missed you not being in the school room , but the times we all got together were
pure madness and so great.It was a shock to learn you have passed away i came to see you that day!!i
will miss you forever and ever as too will your family. i hope your dad, uncle and aunty's and nanna
can get comfort knowing that at least you are with your mum and that the family have you both
looking over them and two very special angels are in the sky tonight.Your friendship was so much to
me we are like sisters and you will always be part of my life why is it that the best always go
first? that was HollyAnna simply the best no one could ask for a kinder person to have shared a
friendship with and have as part off my life. she was born an Angel and remains one forever more.
when the time is right i shall give this page to your family as a lasting tribute to such a special
person. Hollyanna was known as spider lungs because that\'s how she explained what her lungs felt
like when she was younger. like spiders inside, she said and it just stuck as her nickname!
hollyanna has been battling severe/brittle life treating asthma for such a long time she has always
come back from these attacks although ill most of the time due to her asthma she remained
inspirational, happy and so much fun to have around. but this time she was so ill even when she
started getting better she became very poorly very quickly she suffered respiratory and heart
failure and brain damage. and was pronounced brain dead after many many doctors tested her. she has
one hell of a family around her, and they are going to miss her so much she was a person no one ever
forgets if they have had the pleasure of meeting her she is so special.i am just so proud of having
being given this chance to know you holly, and thanks for not giving up on me when i was down about
OUR FRIENDS death in Feb this yr from cf love you so much hollyanna xxxxxx millions xxxxx Maria
xxxxxx

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This is one of Hollyannas many poems that she has written about her life and struggle each day with
her Brittle Asthma and mobility it was about the support and friendships on and off the Asthma
uk/kick Asthma message bored s thanks for reading luv Maria xx


Our Link

There is this place in cyber space
That I came across one day
We all have a common link
A place were we all are the same
But different in some ways,
Each day we struggle to come to terms with our link
Some struggle and life is never the same
Breathing easy is our aim
We get advice and rant a lot
About how this IS IN ours life’s.
People asking about the meds they take, how, where and when,
About Peak flows are they right or wrong. ABOUT BAD TIMES, THEY HAVE HAD.
A place to feel not so alone when things are going wrong
A place to talk laugh and cry
A Place where we all try to get along.
A place Friendships forever formed,
Advice is given and facts obtained,
All people from different walks of life have a common link
This link is, in our lungs, breathing for life is its aim
Asthma is its name
Our lungs just do not work, some mild, unstable and BRITTLE!

Some find it harder, than others, struggling each day,
For razor, sharp air is rushing in, but getting it out is harder.
By day and night it stays the same, and nothing makes it better.
You learn to live with it, and the board makes it easier.
To cope when things go wrong, and you are not alone
Helping each other day by day and not judging when we are not all the same.

When asthma is going right, it has this habit of taken control of life again
Even when you fight it sometimes, it SEEMS JUST FAR TOO strong,
Your control taken away, and your life has to stop
Decisions that you cannot make, are then made for you by another man,
Then mechanical help is required, sometimes,
Therefore, you just fight to keep your breath alive.
They come, prod, and say things but you cannot communicate, not able to have a voice or choice of
any kind.
Watching everything go by,
Just like time had stood still.
Time stands still while others are trying to help,
Seeing and hearing things that some how do not seem right, but we all try to fight this link we have
its name we all know and hate.

Then when all the fight has gone and we have finally won,
We come to our cyber home
Where we have made some friends
Friends whom have similar thoughts and feelings and some have seen your pain.
Some have been where I have been, understanding my pain.

In addition, it helps to share the pain sometimes. This link we have inside of us.
Feels like it will never end

People called moderators who we do not know too well,
They are here to pick up the pieces that someone leaves behind. They support, encourage, and give
advice for us all to learn.
Moreover, to halt the forum form becoming a war zone, sometimes.
They are people whom dedicate time and effort, to help keep us safe
Yet thanks they do not ask for but we sometimes forget to say
That they do all this for us, with their own time and kindness
They are the unsung heroes of or our cyber home.
Without them, we would not feel at home.
Without them our link would not be our own.
Without them nothing would be the same
they make us laugh they make us listen
they are our helpers and help to keep us safe,
help educating newcomers
and keep us a little sane
without them there would be trouble.


Thank you

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We cannot judge a biography by its length,by the number of pages in it.We must judge it by the
richness of its contents-Sometimes those unfinished are among the most beautiful"

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Hollyanna died from cerebral hypoxia cardiorespiratory arrest complicated and caused by BRITTLE
ASTHMA she will always be remembered for her courage love of life and her fun, always smiling and
so so brave.Yet writing here today,is so hard but,I am SO proud of Hollyanna. We must all remember
that what we have lost in her death, will never eclipse what we gained from her life. Written by
JBenn (aunt)


xx MISSING ~ YOU xx



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a beautiful young girl who deserves to be remembered for the outstanding courage and strength that
she held, while going through experiences that many will never experience. written by Hollyannas
teacher




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For those of you who didn't know Hollyanna, she was an ordinary girl with an extraordinary strong
will. She enlightened the lives of all that knew her, and gave hope to those who didn't. She was a
faithful friend and a cheerful companion. She had a contagious giggle she could make anyone laugh,
even those that felt they had no reason left to even smile. While she wasn't always strong on the
outside, she had an inner strength that nothing could break. Nothing could dampen her high spirits,
even when she was sick.
Hollyanna is so sadly missed, as a daughter, a niece , a cousin and friend to so many. She may no
longer be with us in body, but we each hold a small part of her deep in our hearts.

Marg I put this here love Maz xx


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♥ ♥ღ♥ A FACE IN THE CLOUDS♥ღ♥ ♥ღ♥ ♥ღ♥ ♥ღ♥

I looked towards the clouds today
and for a moment saw your face
And wondered just were you have gone
with a hope it's a better place

Did you show yourself to me today
to tell me you're alright ?
Or was it just a daydream
playing tricks upon my sight

Then I thought of when you left
you did not say a word
Yet the look you gave us said it all
in our hearts, your good-bye was heard

You have changed our lives forever
Your time here not in vain
and hope you know we tried it all
to keep you safe from pain

We will always feel the void inside
because you are not here
But each knew thought you send our way
let's us know you're always near

So until our journey nears it's end
And we hear the angels sing
We'll face each new day as it comes
and live off the love you bring

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You have always been a friend to me,
From the first day that we met,
You are someone very special,
That I never will forget.

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You have a way about you,
That always makes me smile,
You talk to everybody,
With confidence and style.

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Friendship is a very special thing,
Like a flower it must grow,
To show it\'s natural beauty,
That\'s inside our very soul.

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You are a very heartfelt person,
You care about everyone,
You know when to stop and listen,
You know when to laugh and have fun.

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So when life seems over whelming,
And you feel like your burdens won\'t end,
I will be there to comfort you,
Because you are my special friend.


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Spider i thought i would put this here its what you wrote a long time ago. WITH MARGARET when you
was little xx

love and miss you so much



A butterfly Born in to a world So scary and big I was born far too soon Not yet mature for this
world My body was so small and fragile Although i got stronger on the outside Inside of me was
something that just didn’t work It made me sick all the time A cold a bug a virus i got them all
and more I had to stay away from people they became my enemy Inside my blood a demon grew Making me
not fully human, just me with a soul Then along came number two Inside my lungs this spider grew
weaving and working to hard It worked all day and night To stop my breaths but it didn’t realize
that i would not give up this fight So tight it weaved its silky thread wrapping it round my throat
and chest. Blocking up my airways and making it hard to breath. Making songs come from deep inside.
As i grew up my friends out side having fun peeking through the window pain Wishing i was with them
not inside or in pain With the sun shining on me the wind making me fly Getting dirty and laughing
just being out side Wanting to play and run around climb the tallest tree But this demon and spider
inside of me kept me locked away This cocoon was so tight that had hold of my life My existence was
bounded to it Dictated by its own little ways that i could not control. I just had to wait for life.
So i wait and i fight with all my might . I will one day help stop this cocoon So for years i am
like a cocoon waiting to mature and grow so one day i can run outside and fly like a butterfly. The
voices inside my head making me strong giving me hope that one day i will not be silent i will be
loud and breathing with ease Sickness ravages my body and challenged me too fight back with all my
heart and soul. They gave me some cells one day that helped me go out to play, but they hadn’t
stop one demon,the spider from within my lungs.spinning its deeds inside of me and didn’t stop the
drugs and infusions that i had. So again i could not play but i could stay and enjoy the air the
razor sharp shaped air that rushed with every breath but this wasn’t going to stop me from going
out side. People say its just asthma but its takes over your body but never let it take your soul my
Mum always said i was her special princess, and she loved me with all her heart i am who i am
because of her i just wish we were not apart. brittle asthma that what i got, given to me to fight.
rare and not very nice and is caused by my spider inside, it tickles’ all day and wheezes all
night and always takes me away. Takes me to familiar place of sanitation and machines more drugs and
tubes to help stop this spider. When will i become that butterfly If this spider won one day, please
don’t be sad my life is so full of glad. A for attitude fighting this demon is the only way S for
sick all the time t for treatment to help me live and breath. T Treatment and 100+ triggers H hate
relationship i have with the spider inside hope i have for a cure M my moment in time will come and
i will help others, A Attack life and keep strong live to the full and don’t dwell on the bad
times look forward to the good they are always around the corner. For this demon that is inside my
lungs the spider that ticked all night didn’t want my lungs to be right it had no intention of
letting me play. It help on tight and squashed them with all its might till the shattered glass air
was all i could breath and breath no more could i Flashing blue lights and of i go to a place i now
called home the familiar faces all full of smiles but inside the demon grew. Inside my heart ached
just to be normal and have some fun. It grew much bigger than me much stronger too, i did all i
could to stop it but it never worked like that, so off i go into my home to sleep with aid of man.
To rest until this demon gave up this fight of me again. Tablets, oxygen,nebs,pyhssio therapy,
inhalers and tablets and nasal sprays. Two infusions of all sorts and one i carried around all day.
The daily battle to keep on fighting started the day i was born i will continue to fight and stay
strong and beat this spider inside my lungs. Stop it weaving its sticky web and making a dance and
song. For long enough the fight for life is not going to be won by my spiderlungs. One day i will
beat this one day a cure will be found one day no one else will be like me i will explore the
universe one day and all life can give to me. Life itself is a gift we all have a hold of it it is
up to us what we do with it but my gift is to be one full of fight , enjoying what life throws at me
helping all i can and putting people first, so my spiderlungs will never win the battle of my soul.
. For all life throws and all the webs my lungs do weave i will fight. One day this spider will go
and the cocoon will drop away. Come forth will be a butterfly with the best colors that can be seen
like the northern lights, a butterfly to sore the skies and last for eternity. Rule ling the world
and fly in the starry sky. By Hollyanna Benn love you always
luv Maria xxxxxxx


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Maria this is amazing i will not change anything you have done it is from the heart. you are such a
true friend god bless you honey xxx Jaycie Benn

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