After her chemotherapy Mrs. Styles told her to go shopping but she insisted to go home.
Minutes had past and she's still looking up to her wall clock following its ticking. She thinks she's gone insane. Out of all the people, why her? She did nothing but to be a good daughter. There are people out there who are just wasting their time! She has plans—they have plans... They have dreams. But her dreams will be dying entitled 'dreams' when she wished for it to live entitled 'achieved' or at least.
James...
She wiped her face with her dry hands.
Life, please go easy on me...
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unspoken (COMPLETED)
Short StoryHe watched me leave... He suffered in my abandoning... He watched me fade. I watched him cry... I watched him smile... I watched him move on... I suffered in my own abandoning... What can I do? It was words left unspoken after all.
