Stage Three

Chapter 2: What Has Life Become?

Ugh, great. Summer is over. If I thought I was previously in pain, then now I'm in for more pain then ever. It's my senior year in high school! Finally, when I finish this year I'll finally be out of this hell hole... If I make it to the end of the year.

My mom was driving me to school since I never had time for driving lessons. I don't even have time for school, that's why I slack off, my mom doesn't care though, she knows the reason why.

"Mom? Please stop, stop treating me like I'm a king. I'm not a king. You're only doing this because I won't be around for much longer." We sat in silence. My mom starts bursting out crying. I knew I should just end this conversation now.

"I-I just want you to be as happy as you can, I want you to be able to do whatever your heart desires, I want you to be able to remember all these good moments in your life and not dwell on the past. Your dad passed away, your brother is in college, Nana passed away three years ago. I don't want to lose you."

"I understand, but save some time for yourself, don't make your number one goal pleasing me. There's only one thing that can please be and it's getting rid of my leukaemia. The doctor said I'd pass away before I hit my teen years, and now I'm an adult, imagine how much longer I have left in me."

"Okay sweetie, we're here. Have a great first day, I love you!"

"I love you too, Mom."