The Bright Side

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Song for this chapter:

"What a wonderful world -Stacey kent."

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¤Amelia's POV¤

Life.

Everytime you think that you hit the point where you are just done with life, remember that you have to fight, to cry and to try.

Life isn't as bad as we all think.. It is full of mysterious events that are begging to be solved. It is like a puzzle; you need a 'hint' to complete it. And once it is completed, it will be perfect.

There are many people who want to be just okay, it's more than a wish to them, it is a desire. They just want to be happy.. What I'm trying to say, you have to be thankful for what you already have, because many are wishing to have a part of what you have.

Always remember, life isn't the one who broke your heart, you broke it yourself by giving it to life.

I keep reminding myself about these words. My mother always tells me that everything will be fine, and everything bad will eventually turn into something good.
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It's been five weeks since my father left. I lost hope. He sure as hell won't come. He didn't even bother to call. Maybe he has a considerable explanation, but I won't believe him again.

"Amelia please stay at home. You are not a condition that allows you to go to college." My mother tells me.

I've been feeling fatigue and weak for a week now. My mom tells me everyday that I have to see a doctor, but I was not having enough sleep and I was sure that was the cause.

"Mom I'm fine. Don't worry about me, and I can't skip my classes 'cause I have exams soon." I assure her and she huffs with annoyance.

"Okay honey. I have to go to my work." She kisses me and walks away.

My mom never stays at home. She is a workaholic and she loves to stay busy with her work. She works as a surgeon. Aside from work, she is a loving and a caring mother. She never worked at a hospital until I was 16. She says that she has to be caring in her house so that she'll be amazing at her work.

I hope that one day I'll be just like her. I'm in the school of medicine and I'm looking forward to be a physiotherapist. My father always tells me that I have to study Business inorder to work with him. But I said: "No dad, I don't want to be like you because when I have kids, I will watch them and I will have a perfect relationship with them. Unlike you." Yeah.. That was really mean. I don't regret it anymore because as you can see, he proved my point right.

After I came back home at two in the afternoon, I called Rawan and Sam to come over.

An hour later, the door knocks. I open the door immediately and give Sam a welcoming hug.

"Hey! What am I? A third wheel?" Ray asks and Sam and I both laugh.

I give her a peck on the cheek and she smiles.

I can't live without them. I can't function without their clumsiness and their unconditional love.

"How are you feeling now?" Sam asks me, still worried that I might be sick.

"I'm fine but I feel like my bones are really weak. I'm not having enough sleep that's why. Don't worry, yesterday Ray and I were screaming like monkeys." I laugh at the memory. We were watching a horror movie, and her phone rang but it was a private number. We both freaked out and started screaming.

"You can't say 'like monkeys', 'cause you two are already ones." Sam teases.

"Ouch." Ray and I say in unison but she puts her hand on her heart dramatically.