I remember

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  I remember four years ago that this was the room my mom died in. It feels kinda of strange. But it does bring tears in my eyes.

   I can't believe that my dad can remember the same hospital and room number after this time. Especially after his drinking problems. I don't even know if he still remembers my birthday.

   My dad was still crying his eyes were red and puffed up. His eyes were tired of crying he could no longer keep his eyes open. Then you could hear the door open and a nurse was at the door.

Nurse: “ Sir visiting hours are almost done. You have ten minutes left."

My dad wiped his tears off. Then from my dad looking down for most of his visit he looked up and saw my face. He was looking around for something.  

         *Thoughts of the father*

I don't know what will happen next after drinking my problems away. I got to stop myself but I can't stop drinking. When I drink I don't suffer has much. I have become a stranger I don't even know myself. I am a threat to my daughters. I will just end there suffering. I got end my life. I need to find something that can help me end my life and there suffering.

   Then my dad eyes caught something. He stared at a glass vase. He walked towards it and grab it. What is he going to do? Then he told me that I wouldn't have to worry anymore. He smashed the vase against the floor and he got the sharpest piece of glass. The nurse came in the room and at the same time my dad stabbed his own heart. The blood wouldn't stop leaving his body and I was shocked. I couldn't even cry. Everything had happened so soon.

Nurse: Sir it's.....aaaahhhh DOCTOR THERE'S AN EMERGENCY!!!!

The doctor and assistance came for my dad.

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