☘ "Maybe sometimes being lost is the best thing that could happen to you, because then you have nothing to lose. But for just this once I don't mind losing."
Maureen is a girl who has been on streets all her life, her life has been hard enough unt...
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I have always envied Cinderella. Not because she got a Prince Charming or because she had a fairy godmother, it was because she got a chance to get out of the hell hole she lived in. My life did not offer any chance like that.
And now I was lying to the two most important people in my life, Jack and Sam. Doctor Shawn, the one who diagnosed me with brain cancer allowed me to work as a helper in the charity hospital. He said if I can't afford the treatment, I could at least be around doctors for half of my day and he even agreed to pay me.
This was my chance to repay what Jack did for me, to earn and stop being a burden.
Naturally, I accepted the offer. Frankly saying there was nothing new about me. Of course, I had an impending death feeling and everything but brain cancer didn't change how my life went. Headaches were common for me and lack of food made many of us weak so fainting was also not an issue.
It was kind of scaring to say that I was hoping for my condition to worsen as soon as possible. It has been two weeks since I found about the disease which I called as an issue in my head.
There was nothing special about that day I swear. I got up on the cold floor beneath me and an unevenly sewn up quilt in patches. Next to me was Sam, who was curled into a small ball because of the cold. Spring was a hopeful weather, if though the nights got cold there is always the morning sun.
I got up making no noise and rushed out to warm my muscles in the sun. The warmth of the rays on my face almost managed to make my lips lift up. There was an unusual silence around since it was still early in morning and most of us were either drunks or stoners. Waking up early was not their thing.
I, on the other hand, preferred to enjoy this peaceful time as long as it lasts. I took a quick bath in the nearby construction building where we all used the bathroom built for the head of constructions. I had three t-shirts, two jeans, a shirt and one jacket to myself. I have been working in that clinic for two weeks but today I chose the gray and blue check shirt for some reason with ice blue jeans so tattered that it looked almost in fashion.
I tied my hair in a neat ponytail or as neat as I could manage.
By the time I was back, many people have woken up. I left Sam still sleeping not in a mood to talk with anyone. But as I was walking out, Jack caught up with me. He still had sleep eyes as he rubbed them to get back his senses.
"You look bad Reen." He muttered in his sleep tone.
"Wow, thank you for encouragement Jack." I gave him a dry laugh truly getting what he meant.
My eyes lacked life, I had dark circles too ugly and the pain in my head reflected on my face.
"You know what I mean." He said giving me a concerned look.
"See you later, I will be late for work." He knew as well as I did, I was avoiding the situation and running away.
