Anthology of Disturbing Thoughts

'I Hope...'

As he sat down in the back of the van he watched the figure of his mom and dad through the window vanish in the distance.

'I hope you understand me,' he thought as a few drops of tears rolled down on his cheeks. 'It' s not my intention to take all your money for the week if only we are rich we won't have any problems about it.'

As he dropped down the call he mumbled silent words of gratitude for his sister tried to squeeze out a few amount of money so he can just make it through the rest of the week.

'I hope you'll never get tired of me," he thought as he felt shame took over his body. 'I hope your husband will not hate you just because you gave me money'

As his brother drove down the street on his motorcycle he prayed that he'll be safe whenever and wherever he goes.

'I hope you'll still be there tomorrow or even forever,' he thought as his heart faltered a few times. 'Mom and dad still needs you...we still need you. Watch over them while I' m away."

As for him, every time he goes to bed on that small boarding room he rent, before he take rest from the rest of the world, from what is bothering him he thinks abouts his family.

'May God watch over you all more than he watch over me,' he cried. 'All of your sacrifices will be paid someday just wait for me.'

Others might not know it, but he cared for his family more than how he cared for himself.