Chapter 2
3 o'clock after midnight, my mother comes into my room with fear written all over her face and turns on the light.
"Hurry come with me", she said to me and my siblings. Into her room she took us where on the bed my father lied paralyzed.
Looking at my dad lying on the bed paralyzed, my whole body was suddenly weakened.
My heart started beating quickly, I couldn't breath properly because I felt like someone squeezed my throat tightly.
Tears flowed down my face, I then started to breathe heavily.
I wanted to look strong for my dad so I tried to clean off the tears, but my hands failed to move.
I tried very hard to move my hand but nothing was happening, my hands were only shivering.
"Let us all kneel down and pray." Said my mother. In that moment I felt so powerless that I fell down on my knees then my mother lead us into prayer.
My dad was then immediately driven to the hospital, accompanied by my mother.
Fear and an overwhelming silence fell upon my house, no one had the strength to do anything.
Me and my siblings found the strength to come together, and ask for help from a higher power.
That night was the second last time I saw my father.
Instead of trying to talk to him or at least touching him for the last time, I was too weak to move.
I had all the time to tell him that he was going to get better, and instead I was in denial.
Refusing even that which my own eyes could see, and soon enough I was going to regret not being strong enough to move and be there for my dad for the rest of my life.
