Chapter 1

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Bea

"Mom, let just save ourselves from the pain and accept the fact that I will die sooner or later. I'm beyond help as the doctor said." Those words were difficult to blurt out because I had a little bit of hope inside me that there might be a miracle.

"Anak, we love you and we don't want to lose you. Please just let us help you." Her eyes expressed pain and sadness but I have to be strong and not give in.

"My decision is final, no more treatments. I'm tired and I know you all are. Let's cherish what we have left and try to be thankful cause I still have three years, yes?" I try to smile to make my mom feel better. She loves me, I'm her one and only princess.

"Alright, if that's what makes you happy then no more treatments baby."

My mom left the room and I was there staring at the cold empty view of the drive way thinking about how unlucky I am. A 20-year old should be out there partying and doing the normal teenager thing but here I am waiting to die.

I decided to go out alone. Maybe a breath of fresh air might help me feel better. I grabbed the keys and stuck a note on the fridge that I was going out. I went to the cemetery and took a seat near the grave of my only brother, Loel. We lost him two years ago because of an accident. It tears me as I thought of my parents growing old without someone to take care of them. My brother's gone and I'm about to leave as well.

After a few moments, something caught my attention. Not far away from where I was, there was a girl crying her heart out. I had the urge to go there and comfort her but I feel like I'm intruding. I watched her while she was breaking down and my conscience finally gave up and I decided to talk to her.

"Miss, are you with someone?" That was all I could think of. It would be stupid to ask her if she's okay cause clearly she's not.

She looked up and shook her head. I noticed her eyes were puffy and nose were red. She couldn't go on like this. I thought of making this day worth while so I asked, "Do you want someone to talk to? It seems that you're in a great deal of pain. You can tell me."

"I don't want to be a burden to anyone. You're wasting your time in trying to strike a conversation with me." She replied coldy.

This girl is a tough one. What should I do? Leave? There wouldn't be anything for me at home anyway so maybe I'll stick with this hard peanut.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. I can be your friend. We can meet here everyday and talk about random things. I have my share of problems that I want to forget. What do you say?"

She looked convinced and agreed to my proposal. "Alright, what do you say about 4 pm tomorrow?" She asked softly.

My face lit up. There's something to look forward to everyday. "There wouldn't be anything better than this." I happily said.

After a few minutes, I bid my goodbye and told her I'll bring some snacks to make it the experience much better.

I never dared to ask her name and number and I don't plan on revealing mine too. This is a new experience and it excites me. At least, I'll have a new person to tell my problems and not burden my parents and friends to cheer me up. I can't wait to see her tomorrow.

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