You are hiding. Hiding in your dark room. You ripped all your homework and just cried. You found out that Miku had an asthma attack. It scared you. It scared you to death. You hide. Hide in your own dark world. You cry. Thoughts hit you like darts hitting the bull's-eye on a dart board.
Did I curse this poor family. What did they do for a sick child. I'm too blame.
You think too fast as you stumble over the words in your head. Faster and faster they seep into your heart they seep into your soul until nothing is left. Nothing is there.
"Willi, are you alright?" Mr. Ami asked quietly.
"Am I ever 'alright'" you respond, your voice hardly there.
"Willi, get a hold of yourself. This is not what Miku would want now is it." Mr. Ami snapped.
This made you want to hide even deeper into dispare. At his comment, you started to cry. You cry so hard, that you feel as if it will never end. Tears like a river.
You tell him, "Stop, your only making things worse for me, so leave ms alone."
Mr. Ami left, and things were silent once more.
All your thoughts come to one thing.
What would Miku want?
YOU ARE READING
Seven Months to Seven Years
General Fiction15 year old Miku Ami suffers from lung cancer and only has seven months to live as her doctors say. She refuses to do the treatments for her cancer and ends up surviving for even longer. You are Willi Berger, a german foren exchange student who lov...
