Lumina Sherwood was diagnosed with Leukemia Stage 2. Back then, Lumina is a very ambitious talented daughter until her disease suddenly emerge along in her perfect life. Because of her disease, Lumina barely interact with other people and that cause...
It's Tuesday. I haven't heard and talk about Ivor. I guess he was really mad about what happened 4 days ago. I was listening to music, again The Fray was on. I inhaled and exhaled and walk around my room. What was I supposed to do, today? I remembered my notebook and immediately search for it around my room and found it on my study table. I opened it and stare at the list I made. Hmm. Only number one was done and the rest are left hanging. Number 3 caught my eye. Should I write a song? What title should I put then? No. No. I think of how to do the first step, maybe I should get some inspiration, artists are really good with that. Suddenly a thought pops out of my mind. I have read a lot of books and maybe thats where I'm going to get some inspiration with right? I remembered finishing up Pride and Prejudice and Wuthering heights.
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Ahaa! I know what to do now. I immediately took my guitar who was leaning against the wall of my old room for almost 1 year. I removed it from it's clothes—the guitar bag they call and hugged it. It smells the same. Smells highschool, it bring backs a thousand of memories when I was in highschool. I gently sat on my bed and positioned the guitar. I haven't played for almost 1 year too! So I strummed slowly. Hmm not that bad . Then a melody suddenly forms on my mind. And look for it's chords while strumming the guitar to match the melody I made. And then the lyrics I wrote the lyrics for it.
I'm not Elizabeth And you're not Darcy This is not pride and prejudice
I thought I was catherine And you were heathcliff And this is Wuthering heights
I strum and pluck the strings and feel the song. This is beautiful I thought to myself. I think this going to be my favorite song that I wrote. I prepared to sing the chorus of the song, I opened my mouth and
This is not a book We aren't the leads Cause you were hooked up with my friend
This isn't our story That I'm allowed to tell to everybody Cause You and I are fiction.
That's where the song ended. I recorded it using my phone. I think another check on my list after that I took a rest a little bit and spend the rest of the day inside my room. I dont mind anyway.
Mama and Lian called me out for dinner and I joined with them, nothing special just small talks and lots of eating. After I finished my food, I take up my medicine and went up to bed again. I count the remaining days of my life was devastated that I maybe I couldn't finished my work( I mean the things thats on the list). I suddenly feel a little tired and my head was a little bit spinning. No not again. I get up from my bed and walked slowly through the door but I heard someone throwing rocks at my window, that caught my attention and I immediately turned my direction through the window, with my vision spinning and spinning. I tried to open my window, and I did. I saw someone down there and it looked like Ivor.
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What is he doing here in the middle of the night?
"Ivor?" I whispered and my vision suddenly became black.
