January 5, 1972 4:13 p.m.
"Doctor Hazel!" I almost ran into her, I was running so fast. She frowned.
"No running in the halls at the hospital." she said firmly. "Now, is it about your father?" I nodded.
"He's awake!" I thanked God on my way back to the room, the doctor hurrying ahead of me. Thank you Lord, please let him live! I jumped when I heard someone yell. Then adrenaline surged through my veins as I realized who had yelled. My mom.
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Nothing Left
Genç KurguBlank. Empty. That's how I feel. No thoughts come to my head. Faint memories disappear, I know nothing anymore. Piano notes fade away forever, not strong enough to bring me back. No one is here, except fading footsteps. I don't move anywhere. I'm st...
