Evil Eddy

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When I got home after school I found a note saying "Gone to Doctors be back l8tr How were ur exams? food in microwave be back by 6 love mum xx" Lately mum's been feeling terrible i mean super terrible like the other day she couldn't move without it hurting so i took her to the doctors and she now has to go to a clinic every week, she wont say why but i have met the doctor who's name is Edward but says to call him Ed or Eddy. He's horrible so i called him Evil Eddy cause i asked what is wrong with my mum but he wouldn't say and he said his reason was because "your just a worthless worm that i wouldn't tell anything!" Sadly mum didn't hear any of that other wise i know she would stop him.

Later that evening, when i was eating my microwaveable pie and chip shop chips, mum came in with tears running down her face. I got up straight away "What's wrong mum?" i asked

"why does it have to be me!" she cried

"what is it mum! tell me!" I ran over to her and sat her down in the kitchen and got her a glass of water to calm down.

"i..i...i don't really know how to tell you this , but you know t..that clinic?" she asked

"yea" i replied

"well... it's a clinic for people who have c...c...cancer" she muttered the words as if she was confessing to a crime.

"WHAT!!!!" i yelled "how could you not tell me when you started!" i started to pace around the room, but then i stopped "wait, you have been going for months yet you only just came home saying why me, whats you?" i questioned

"my cancer i...i...it's got worse, i have about t..t...two months..." she mumbled the last part hoping i wouldn't hear but i did loud and clear i thought i might have been mistaken but by the way she looked at me i knew i wasn't.

the next morning when I went downstairs and my mum was making breakfast which was strange as I normally make my own but today she had made sausage, bacon, egg, toast, lava bread (ifyoudon'tknowwhatthatisit'sdeliciousandyoushouldtryit) and beans. I sat down and she handed me a cup of coffee. I asked, What's all this for? and she replied with, it's to say sorry for not telling you about my cancer.

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