A Kid That Grew His Hair For Two Years So He Could Donate It To Cancer Victims Was Diagnosed With Cancer

Metro-  A seven-year-old boy who grew his hair to help children with cancer has been diagnosed himself with aggressive stage four cancer. 

Over the course of two years, Vinny Desautels grew his hair until it was 13in long – fending off remarks from other children saying he looked like a girl – before cutting it off and donating it to the charity Wigs For Kids With Cancer.

He told Fox40: ‘I want to help people so they don’t have to go to the doctors to fight cancer.’

But now, in a sad twist of fate, Vinny has been diagnosed with cancer.

Vinny’s parents noticed a lump on his hip when he was getting ready to shower and took him to the emergency room, where doctors identified a large growth on his Iliac bone.

A swelling in his eye, which had originally been put down to allergies, is also suspected to be an aggressive malignant tumour.

‘Basically, what they found is that he has a significant growth on his hip and in the bone around the eye and behind the nose and on the cheek on the right side,’ Vinny’s dad Jason said.



I guess we should have known that cancer was a spiteful bitch. If there was going to be a disease that intentionally targeted those that selflessly did their best to help it's victims then it would be cancer. This poor kid was just going around school absorbing elementary abuse from his classmates on behalf of a great cause. Meanwhile, cancer is just hiding behind it's locker jealous of the nobility of his efforts and intricately plotting it's attack. Leave it to the disease that spares no man, woman, or child - no matter how undeserving they might be - in the undying desire to make it's presence felt.

Hey cancer, why don't you stop being so insecure? Why does everything have to be about you? Do you feel so bad about yourself that you have to bring others down to build up your own fraudulent sense of self importance? This kid wasn't trying to hurt you by growing his hair out, he was just trying to aid the people that you already hurt. He wasn't picking sides, he was just doing what he thought was the right thing. Maybe you should research your proverbs a little harder. It's "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", not "the friend of my enemy is my enemy". Why don't you stop being so damn narcissistic for a change? You know you'll never get to living if all you are worried about is everybody else dying, right? How about you grow up and find your purpose instead of vindictively picking on the people that already have? I don't usually do this, but how much do we have to pay you to go away? Seriously cancer, fuck you.