Running back from the pharmacy was a nightmare that I had to go through every day. I had to. I had to do it for her.
She, my daughter, a small 4 year old, was held under extreme home care by the doctors since she was extremely sick and I had no money to pay the hospital. I had left her by herself and I felt as if I couldn't get to the house fast enough. When I got there, I cached my breath and opened the door.
I walk into the room where she is and give her her shot and some pills.
"Mum, I don't feel good" she said.
"I'll take you to the doctor right now."
I take her to the doctor and he tells me the painful truth.
"She won't make it. She has approximately about a week."
My soul left my body and I just started to cry.
I was gonna make her last few days on this earth the best of her life.
I finally calmed down and asked her who she wanted to meet.
"Ah mum, you know I have always wanted to meet One Direction, Mika, Asher Monroe and Los 5!" she said.
"okay honey, I'll get them for you."
It took lots of tries but I finally got Niall, Louis, Liam, Harry, Zayn, Juan Pablo, Matt, Hector, Luisgustavo, Mika, and Asher Monroe to come to the hospital and spend some time with her.
They visited her every day for the next two weeks. One day, Harry was reading her a story and when he asked her what she thought, she didn't answer.
"Honey..?" I said.
"answer Harry, wake up hun."
"SWEETY?" I screamed.
I emediatley called the nurse.
She came rushing in the room.
"she... I'm so sorry." she said.
I just started to cry while the boys were trying to comfort me.
I felt as if I had lost a part of my soul, part of my heart.
"wake up, honey. Don't sleep now, it's a beautiful day today." I said to my baby's little body lying on the hospital bed.
"Come ma'am." the boys told me.
I screamed and tried to let go to hold my daughter's little body one last time.
