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I close my eyes as a pain covered my head, I don't know what's happening to me—or it is the symptoms of my sickness. My head hurts like it was hit by a hammer. I tried to massage it yet the pain didn't ease. I ask for help but it seems that nobody heard me. "Mom! Mom! Please help me!" I cried while fighting the pain in my head. I bit my lip as the pain already travel in my eyes. "Mom! Dad! Help me!" yet I receive nothing. A cold air is in my side. "Who are you?" but I receive nothing again... I am scared. "AHHH!" I shouted as the pain becomes worst. Is this my end? Is that cold air in my side is KAMATAYAN? Am I ready to die? "Mom! Please, help me! I'm scared" I cried so hard but it's still nothing. Can't they hear me? Can't they hear my whimper? My screams? Or did they even cared for me? I smiled bitterly. I should start to accept my life... My life as nobody—as an invisible.
I stood still cupping my head. The pain becomes worst and worst and this is not the first time that I feel this. I have a brain tumor—stage four, and no one knows because no one cared. I face the altar where I can see God. I close my eyes as tears flowing in my face. I kneel and prayed. "Please, when I'm gone, give them peace. And let them happy" I lay down as my breath slowly shutting down. I close my eyes and waited until darkness envelops me. Until my breath stop. Now, that I die. Can someone remember me? Can someone know my existence? Or I'll die like I didn't exist?
