I walked into a cold room, it was kinda dark too. As I was careful with my steps I heard a soft voice.
Allan: Anna...
I saw a pale, skinny man lying on the bed. He held out his hand but I couldn't take it just yet.
Allan: I know yer mad, yes I was a jerk back then but I know that it wasn't right, what I put you and your mother through
Anna: she remarried and had another baby
Allan: where is she now?
Anna: she died as well, before she had my baby sister too
Allan: (eyes widen) she's dead?
Anna: yeah, surprised you don't know if you really missed her
Allan: your mother asked me to stay away and I did as told
Anna: you couldn't fight it?
Allan: listen, I was a complete idiot, I know I was, but it was the past, right now I don't need anyone to remind me of that, and I don't want anyone to remember me by that
I crossed my arms as he gave heavy coughs and tears.
"Please dear, he needs you"
I sat down on the chair next to me and took his hand, he looked up at me.
Allan: I hate the fact that I only have a few hours left, I need more time
Anna: you go when you're ready
Allan: I'm not ready at all..
I can tell he was scared, and it was starting to hit me. He saw the tear fall down my face and wiped it off for me.
Allan: please don't cry
Anna: I can't help it
Allan: maybe I'll see your mom
Anna: maybe you will, say hi for me please
Allan: (Chuckles lightly) I will, it means so much that you came here to see me
I was starting to get choked up with emotion so I gave him a tight hug instead. For the next few hours I witnessed him getting weaker but calmer at the same time. I also watched the family members say their last goodbyes, I guess since many people came by today, he really did change into a better person. Finally around 4:30, it was time, he asked me to hold his hand and I did so, going from a warm hand into cold, I whispered "I love you". I don't understand why I keep losing the people I love, its life I guess because they aren't gone completely, I would meet them again...
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In My Life...Who Am I?
RandomLaura is at an age where she is finding herself but turns out who she thought she was, isn't who she really is...is she really Laura? One journal gives a clue. (The Beatles)