CHAPTER#2

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I fell and was shifted to the hospital. My mum thought that, that was my last day. I was scolded but also loved. I was under care by a nanny. It went more worse than before. I never wanted this care. I wanted to fight for myself. My mum forced me to attend a class "SUPPORT YOURSELF". It was a dam freaking class. There was a men called Jaston. He was a cancer patient too but was cured. I hated him. . That class was held every Monday. I remember my first class ,we sat in a group and introduced ourselves and our so called diseases. Come on! It felt more bad. My mum wanted me to make friends but now I didn't trusted anyone. She kept on asking me to move on but I only had one answer that " I know I have to die so no need of friends." I didn't wanted to die but couldn't do anything so I just accepted the truth and began to live my last days or weeks or years.(actually I don't know how many more days I have to live). I began to live like" My life, my rules". It was difficult to live in a society who thinks that if a cancer patient touches them o their kids they will also have this disease. oh god! my life began to suck. Once when I went to my #supportyourself class I was wearing a black colored t-shirt and black jeans , I mean it was just my formal clothes. I just saw a looked like 14 years old boy. If speaking a lie than I was not having those intentions (I mean love intentions). I just had one look at him , ok not one whereas thousand looks at him. Whenever I looked him he was also looking at me. it was an awkward situation. the time came for introduction. Everyone was looking at him so I thought it would not be bad if I would also. He told his good name Sam. My first thought was hmm! good name!. Than he told about his disease. He also had blood cancer. I don't know about my emotions at that time. Was I sad or happy to see him in the same disease as me?

Jaston announced a dancing party on next Monday. Everyone had to come with a partner. I wanted to ask him but my ego came in between. I was thinking the same as the society. Boys should be the first one to propose. When Jaston said that who don't have partner than just come to the party, u will be given one. I was exited at that moment. I wanted to scream but couldn't.

THE PARTY DAY CAME

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