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I let the sand trickle past my fingers, falling to the ground.

My time was running out.

Time was running out.

"Ah!"

I turned my head to see a straw hat roll past, its light blue ribbon trailing behind. Its owner, who was chasing after it, was a petite girl with long ghostly blonde hair and forest green eyes.

I picked the hat up, dusting the sand off, before returning it back to the girl. The girl ran up to me, panting.

"Thank you! I told I was going to lose it for sure!" She smiled.

I smiled faintly back, my tired eyes turning back to the horizon.

The girl, noticing my change in mood, questioned it.

"Mister, are you alright?"

I turned my pale face towards her, smiling weakly.

"I'm alright, it's just that... it's been so long since someone has smiled to me."

"Eh?" The girl's eyes were filled with curiosity as she held her hat on her head.

I nodded.

"Nobody related to me has given up hope on me. That's why they don't smile anymore, nor visit me." I said.

"Sorry, but may I know why?" I met her green pleading eyes.

"Ah... I have cancer. Today is my second last day. Tomorrow, they'll put me to rest." I smiled at her, my eyelids closing shut, hiding the pain and hurt that I felt in me.

"Where's the hospital? I'll visit you." I opened my eyes in surprise at her offer.

It's been so long since someone has treated me like a normal human being.

 ~~

I felt my heart sink as the nurse rolled me out of the room.

She... didn't come.

I mean, what was I even hoping for? She was a stranger.

I closed my eyes and let my arms go limp. Soon, this body wouldn't move anymore.

"Mister!" A shout jolted me out of my thoughts.

I opened my eyes, head turning in the direction of the shout.

I saw the girl from yesterday in pale yellow dress, panting heavily as she clutched on her sides.

I motioned the nurse to stop, and sat up.

"Mister, sorry I was late. I live quite far from here, and missed the bus..." She trailed off.

"Are you angry with me, mister?" She eyed me, somewhat regretfully.

I shook my head.

"I'm thankful that you're here."

"Eh, mister, where's your family?" The girl looked around with her big green eyes, confused.

"They didn't bother to come." I said simply.

"Eh?! That's mean of them! You're such a nice person! Why?!" She pouted, her fists clenched tight.

I smiled.

"They just simply didn't bother." I answered.

"Mister Brown, we need to leave soon." The nurse reminded me.

Hearing that, the girl immediately perked up.

"Eh mister, what's your name?"

I looked at her, slightly surprised, before answering.

"Javeric Brown. People used to call me Ricky."

"Oh, such a nice name! Ricky, my name is Cassendra James." She extened her hand.

I shook her hand. It felt nice knowing the name of this kind stranger.

"Mister Brown, we need to leave now." The nurse said urgently.

"Looks like I need to go. Thank you for coming." I bowed my head at Cassendra.

Cassendra bowed back and smiled.

"Your welcome! I hope I can see you again!" She smiled.

I opened my mouth, about to protest, but closed it again. It was better that the full reality of the situation didn't hit her now, if not ever.

I was wheeled into a white, cold room, with my last thoughts of little Cassendra, smiling in her pale yellow dress.

I was going to be at peace.

~~

"Mama! Mama!" A little boy with dusty brown hair and forest green eyes ran towards a lady.

"Javeric! How was your day, sweetie?" The lady with short blonde hair and forest green eyes scooped the kindergartner up.

"It was great!" The boy grinned.

"Ah, Cassendra!" Javeric's teacher walked up to her.

"Ah, Laura. Thanks for taking care of my son again today!" Cassendra grinned at her old classmate.

The teacher rubbed the back of her neck shyly.

"Ah, it's no problem. Javeric's a really nice and polite boy, you know... eh, Cassendra, I was wondering, how did you come up with the name Javeric?" The teacher questioned.

Cassendra grinned.

"Javeric was the name of the stranger that touched my heart. He died the next day, but you know what? He being there that day, on the beach, saved my life."

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