5 Days With HOPE

DAY 5

Fifth Day, The day I don't want to happen, happens. The day I will be sad. The day I will be in pain. The day I will be lonely. The day I will continue to blame myself. The day I will anguish. The day I will be so hopeless. The scariest day I don't want to suffer. The day my mom was gone. I don't know what to do. I don't know where I would go. I don't know what I should feel. I DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING. There is no mom I would hug if I'm a mess. There is no mom that will always motivate me for everything. There is no mom that will guide me. There is no mom that will make me smile and make me strong. There is no mom that will catch me whenever I fall. MOM IS GONE. "Boo" the sadako girl grabs my hand and seat. I'm just staring at my shoes and didn't talk to her. She is opening something on the plastic bag. "Let's drink." She handed me a bottle of alcoholic drink and smile. I still didn't talk to her, but I was surprised seeing her drinking the alcoholic drink, the other day he's scolding me because of this. "You know- your so lucky. You can live your life normally. Unlike me, I can't go to school, I can't hang with other people, I can't enjoy the life outside, I can't go out here. I'm weak. I'm sick. My parents already gave up on me. No one visits me already here. But a part of me has this hope that someday I'll get over of this, live normally and fulfill my dreams. But I think I really can't. I'll die maybe today or tomorrow. I was like a food on the convenience store, I have expiration. That was terrible for me. But I need to accept reality and maybe god really gave this fate to me." She was crying. The first time I saw her crying loudly yet she was still smiling widely. "Timothy, please don't lose hope. Continue your life for your mom and for me please." She smiled while holding my hand. I don't know what I'm thinking but I nodded and hug her while crying. I can feel her sadness and we are comforting each other by tapping each other's shoulders. I can feel her hugging me back but slowly her hands are weakly letting go of my hands.

"Timothy, Nice to meet you, I'm Hope."