What Every Person Needs To Know

THIRD

Boy

"I'm sorry ma'am but we have to prepare for an operation as soon as possible." the doctor said

As of now I'm leaning against the wall eavesdropping to my doctor and mom's conversation. I don't think they are aware that I'm listening to them because I can hear my mom crying and I never saw her cry in front of me cause she doesn't want to make me more sad knowing my condition. I understand her tho.

After a few moments my mom stopped crying...and then the doctor continued, "Just for your information this operation will be very risky for your son's health but as soon as it's finish he will be alright. Oh, just a moment please." and then I heard his footsteps slowly fading away and my mom crying again. I don't want the operation. Especially knowing that I only have the tiniest chance that I would make it. I would prefer to stay at the hospital for years and frequent confinements than giving it a try.

My parents have always been convincing me to do the operation for years ever since I was diagnosed with cancer. I understand them because I know they want me to get well and also I noticed that they're slowly running out of money from taking me back and forth to the hospital. It's just that I'm not ready to...die. I know I'm being negative for always thinking that I'm dying but if you think about it, it's true. Even if I think positively, what if the operation goes wrong? I just then wasted my whole life for nothing.

After a few minutes my mom entered my room smiling as if nothing happened. She just smiled the whole time and I find it creepy in some way because that smile looked so fake that I see the sadness in her eyes. So after I got discharge I was about to go inside our car until my mom told me that we're staying at my grandfather's for a while. I got so angry that I didn't talk to her the whole ride. I don't want to stay there, I hate my grandfather! God why is this happening to me?

Before I got out of the car I told mom that I know that I need to do the operation as soon as possible and I told her that I don't want to. After that I got out before she even say a thing.

"Sweetie please talk to us we can help you I promise. You know that!" I heard her but I just put on my headphones on and went inside my grandpa's 'Welcoming home!'. I think I can manage to live here for a couple of days. I'll just endure it for the rest of my stay here.