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I found myself staring at a white ceiling and smelling the familiar scent of a place I dreaded the most, the hospital. Since I was born with Tetralogy of Fallot, I had to undergo a surgery when I was a kid. Even after that, I still had to come to the hospital for check-ups and take meds.
We could say my parents were really cautious of me. I can actually go to school and spend my days outside but they preferred not to... and I agreed... for years because they were my parents and I was still a kid. What would a child know for its own benefit?
For me, the hospital was a place where dreadful things happen. The beeping of EKG always irritated my ears. This place has always been so serious. Every person I encounter radiates a pensive vibe.
Sometimes my body would feel like throwing up the pills I always took. But I still chose to swallow the pill I'm supposed to take. I let out a small shiver as I felt like throwing up and leaned on the headboard. I placed the glass of water on the bedside table and closed my eyes shut.
We never really talked about what happened before. And I did not have the courage to ask where Clyde was. They were quiet after taking me home from the hospital.
I don't know if I can go out anymore or if I can still see that one idiot. Even Marielle, Ken and Noah. I mentally chuckled. I remembered the fight and how we were punished by making us clean the whole ground.
The problem is I don't know if I can still be content going back to the way things are prior to meeting him. Maybe I can still be happy in my own little ways just like before but not really that happy.
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When I opened my eyes, it was already morning. The chirping of birds seemed to have woken me up or was it because my body was just used to waking up this time of the day to get ready for school.
I closed my eyes hoping to sleep more but couldn't so I decided to just come down hoping to eat breakfast but saw something else instead.
Their familiar faces stunned me in my place. Hindi pa nga ako nakabababa ng hagdan. My eyes met this one particular person. He's smiling widely as if nothing happened previously. I only realised that I was staring at him for too long when he winked at me. I looked at my parents who's standing beside me.
What is happening?
I gathered the strength that I could find to go down the stairs and go to them. My friends are here...
"Goodmorning," mom greeted me with a smile. Dad too.
"Uy Cloe, tulog ka pa yata."
I turned to the person who said that and saw Noah who waved at me. I blinked multiple times to see if I was hallucinating or not.
Could the meds I took have side effects?
"You're going to be late at school if you just stand there," Marielle commented, raising her brow at me.
Ah. So I wasn't really hallucinating.
"Whaㅡ Why?" was the only words I could muster to say.
Clyde went up to me and placed his arm over my shoulders, dragging me to the kitchen. "Halika na. Hindi ka pa kumakain diba?"
I looked up to see him and checked my parents' reaction but they seemed okay.
"Huwag kang mag-alala, kinausap ko na mga magulang mo. Napapayag ko naman silang pumasok ka sa paaralan," he said proudly, a mischievous smile was drawn in his face.
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