5 Days With HOPE

DAY 1

It's my first day here in hospital and I'm really not comfortable with this kind of atmosphere, the whole surrounding was nauseated because of medicines. Different kinds of sick people cries, howls, shrieks, pleads but one person caught my eye, the thin girl with long black hair smiles. A smile that tells me that I should never lose hope, a smile that everyone couldn't have because of their illnesses. I avoided her, she's creepy, and why can she smile at that condition? While I'm walking going to my room, I can hear terrible tears on the room next to me, obviously someone died. And when we speak about "DEATH" it's the scariest thing I don't want to hear. Not because I'm dying, but mom will. She has cancer, Stage 4. Her doctor said she has 1 month left. So I'm here to take care of her and quit studying. I enter mom's room, Room 021, second floor of this hospital. "Son, you should study for your future." My mom greeted me that way. "Mom, I don't care about my future, I care about you." I held her hand and smile. I don't want her to see me sad.