Tahiry is a young black girl fighting for a great future. One morning everything she has worked for falls apart. Her family is killed and her best friend is abducted. What will she do? All because she is black. Read and see how Tahiry's sadhappy adv...
We were in the hospital. Malik was in the bathroom and I was sitting in the waiting room. *Dad was in the ER room*. Isn't that the emergency room. Was it that bad?
Malik came back and sat beside me.
"How are we gonna pay." he asked.
"Run home and get as much money as you can." I replied. "The bill is going to be a lot."
"Tahiry, I don't think the money will be enough."
"We can ask the neighbours, Ayanna can help."
"S-ure." He ran down the hall and I didn't see him again.
About 30 minutes later, the doctor came to me and said
"Miss Jones, your father is in a very critical situation. His heart has stopped, Again."
I didn't have a strong reply because this happens often
"What can I do?" I spoke back.
"Miss Jones, you can go to the payment office and deposit the bill."
He hands me a long paper and it fell to of my hand. The bill was $989.90.
My heart started pounding, I didn't know what to do. I searched my pocket for my phone but it was not there.
"Shit."
I forgot it on my dresser. I just had to wait for Malik to come back.
I saw Malik slowly walking towards me with his head long low. He had nothing in his hand.
"Tahiry, I found some money."
"How much?"
"About $2000." *Wait $2000, O my God. Where?,How?, He found this amount in less than an hour. Okay let me calm down and ask him later. No need to spoil the moment.*
"Oh thank God, I was worried sick for nothing" I called out with a fake smile on my face.
We paid the bill and insisted on taking Dad home. *I didn't bother to ask Malik where he got the money from.Even though I should.*
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