My long fingers were wrapped around the paper cup of tea while I slowly strolled through the brightly lit corridor. I could the hear beeping and humming from the machines behind every door I passed, and I forced my legs to push further to my dad's room. The closer I got, the more a mixture of hectic footsteps and stifled and tense voices added themselves to the monotone hospital noises.
The fog my mind had been in the last weeks lifted and was swapped with the feeling of horror and strong, unfiltered panic once I realised the sounds weren't just coming out of the same direction of my dad's room, but in fact his room.
I had no idea I was capable of running so fast as I charged at the open door. And before I even realized, something sent my cup flying as I was pulled back by two strong arms wrapping around me. Although the hard stop should've knocked all air out of my lungs, I still screamed as I catched a glimpse of half a dozen doctors and nurses shuffling around my dad, or more the mere shell of my dad. My uncle struggled to keep his grip on me as I tried everything in my power to free myself. My view got blocked as my aunt's face appeared, the blurry version, as my eyes teared up more and more.
I didn't even hear what she said. I didn't even want to. I didn't care.
„ICH WILL HELFEN! LASST MICH HELFEN, ER DARF NICHT ALLEINE SEIN - ICH WILL ZU PAPA!"
(„I want to help, let me help, he can't be alone now - I want my dad")
God knows how much time has passed, but I felt my body getting weaker, and my screams getting interrupted by my desperate need of air.
That was my dad. My dad died and all I could do was watch. My dad died and I had nothing in my power to prevent that. My dad died.
My dad died.
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