Mien's point of view
I woke up with a heavy feeling.I opened my eyes and all i can see was white ceiling,white walls.I was busy observing the sorroundings when the door opened.
"Good evening im Dr. Strey."
"Good evening doc.Im Emmanuel,Mien's father."
"Nice to meet you sir"
Nagkamayan silang dalawa.
"So she's awake." Sabi nya at binaling sa akin ang tingin nya.
"Obviously" inirapan ko lang sya.
"Mien!" Sita sakin ni papa but i just eyed him with my eyes wide open.
"Im sorry for my daughter's attitude.We better talk outside doc." At tuluyan na silang umalis.
Naiirita ako sa tingin ng doctor na yun.
Hours passed pero di parin bumabalik si papa.si mama? As ussual nasa business na naman nya.palagi namang ganyan eh para silang mga monsters na takot na takot maubusan ng pera.
Nagulat ako when a nurse entered my room.Psh di man lang kumatok.
Marami syang dalang tray ng pagkain.Dun nako nakaramdam ng gutom.Nang mailapag nya iyon sa table ay agad naman syang umalis.Kaya dali dali kong kinuha ang tray at kinain.
Nawala ang ngiti ko ng malasahan ko ang pagkain.Psh hospital foods really sucks.
knoNo choice.kailangan ko talagang lumabas.
I went to the nearest hospital canteen hoping i could find a tasty snack coz honestly im really starving.
After eating i walked through a corridor. When i accidentally saw a exit or a entrance i dont really know.
I hesitantly entered the door and found myself climbing the stairs.Maybe it leads to another floor.
After aa minute i can now see the end of the stairs just when i realize that im on my way to the rooftop.
Im a bit scared knowing that ive never been into a rooftop alone.
Fresh air meets my skin as soon as i reach the rooftop.
I walked through the corner of the rooftop i can see the view,a beautiful view.
Tears start falling.I do feel pain and anytime soon i might have a breakdown.This pain si killing me,its killibg the hell out of me.
"Fuck this life!!!!!I wanna die!!!!"i screamed.
"I hope this ends cause im dying" naibulong ko na lang sa hangin ang lahat habang humahagulgol.
"Too young to die little miss pretty" i heard a baritone voice behind me
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Love,Emma
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