Prologue

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The year 2009

On a serene summer's day, when the sky donned its most vivid shade of blue and the sun's warmth caressed the earth with tender fingers, the park was a canvas alive with the laughter of children. Amidst the symphony of joyous shrieks and the rhythmic creaking of swings, there sat a lady on a weathered wooden bench, her presence almost ethereal.


Frail and drawn from her battles with sickness, she found solace in this pocket of life where time seemed kinder, slower. Her eyes, once dimmed by the weight of her illness, now sparkled with a quiet appreciation for the scenes unfolding before her. She watched, a soft smile gracing her pale lips, as a child played in the sandbox, the child movements uninhibited and full of grace.


She admired her only child with husband who are playing together sweetly. The child, unaware of the mother's gaze, danced through playtime with an enchanting moment. The child-built castles adorned with leaves and twigs, an imagination as boundless as the open skies above. The child's laughter, pure and unguarded, rang out, a melody that seemed to stitch together the frayed edges of the sick lady's spirit.


Nature itself seemed to conspire to paint this moment with the most delicate of brushes. The trees swayed gently, whispering secrets to the breeze that rustled through their leaves. Butterflies flitted from flower to flower, their wings like stained glass windows to an ephemeral cathedral.


The scent of fresh-cut grass lingered in the air, a perfume of life in its most verdant form. As the lady formed a sad expression on her face with a hat on her head and with a hospital gown on her body. A profound sense of pain settled in her heart, a reminder that beauty could be found even amidst the trials of life.


"Hi, why are you sad?" The little girl snapped the lady out of her flooded mind. The lady looked at the girl with an intrigued expression as she opened her mouth contemplating what to say. "Do I look like sad?" The lady finally said as the little girl looked at her with does eyes.


"Yeah, you look sad while watching them play together," the little girl replied with a confused tone while scrutinizing her. The lady bitterly smiled and clasped her hands on her lap. "I'm sick, I will have to leave my family soon." The lady said in a sad tone as she looked at her family from afar while sitting on the bench while the little girl was standing clutching her my little pony plushies.


"Oh, isn't it possible to cure?" The little girl asked as her eyes shone brightly. The lady thought she looked like an angel for a moment before shrugging her head off. "It is, it's too expensive and I would like to put myself down." The lady tried her best not to break down. As each day passes by, her body starts to kill her causing her to grunt in pain.


"Oh? Are you going to give up on yourself?" The little girl asked with a sad tone as she contemplated to next one thought. The lady nodded her head saying nothing as action says louder than muttering under your breath. The little girl smiled causing the lady to frown her eyebrows. The little girl put down her plushies on the bench and placed her hand on her nape.


The little girl removed her necklace from her neck, handing it out to the lady who roamed her eyes on the necklace. A silver star-shaped with the engraved letter N.A. "I made this necklace by myself, prayed on it with my soul in the necklace in case someone needed it," the little girl said smiling into her eyes hoping the lady would accept it.


"Think of me as an angel sent by heaven, your hope, wear this and you'll be saved from cancer. I need you to hang on. Imagine if you missed your son's wedding, vacation, picnic time, admiring nature while playing together, or just hugging your family together. Just look at them, would you want to abandon your home? It looks beautiful, life is so beautiful." The little girl said placing the necklace in the lady's palm and stepping back. The lady stared at the necklace feeling tears brimming down on her cheek. She needed this. A hope. A reassurance.


The lady smiled as she looked at the little girl who was smiling as the wind gently blew on her brunette hair. "Thank you, little angel." The lady said showing her white teeth while wearing the necklace and stroking it. "How do I repay you?" The lady asked with light appearing in her eyes. The little girls smiled knowing what to ask.


"Once you're all cured, I want you to pass on someone who needs it the most to give them hope," the little girl finally said in an earnest tone while smiling generously. The lady chuckled nodding her head in agreement. "Deal, I'll save someone who needs it the most." Both of them smiled enjoying their company. The lady indeed felt hope in her heart to survive cancer in her kidney.


As they kept having small conversations the little girl had to go due to her mother calling her to go home. "Bye-bye, I hope I'll see you again, lady," the little girl said as the lady bid goodbye to her, "Bye little angel, I hope you'll have a healthy life." The little girl nodded her head as she skipped the jump toward her mother.


"My darling, are you ok? Why are your eyes glistening?" The man worriedly asked as he and his son approached toward the lady. She nodded her head placing her hand on the star necklace. "Yes, I'm ok," the lady replied hugging her family tightly. "I won't give up on both of you, anymore."


Little did the man and son know, the little girl had saved their mother and wife from disappearing to death. By one reassurance and kind gesture was enough to convince her to stay with her family. The mother realized the value of life through her little angel.

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