I got off the car picked up my backpack from the back seat of the car..my dad cleaned his eyes before he got down from the car,now my heart has sank down to my intestine.
He held my hand as we headed towards the hospital door,we got in,I hated hospitals,all the drugs and the thought of dead bodies being in the same building as I am,that gives me chills.
Dad signed in,we got to a room with my mom's name "Beatrice f.williams" written boldly on the door.
Dad opened the door,the thought of my mom dead ran through my mind that's when my heart sank deeper into my stomach,I bet it has gotten to my intestine.
"Mom" I called out as I swallowed a huge lump of saliva,each one became heavier as I dropped a tear...she can't possibly be dead,I mean she kissed me goodnight before I went to bed last night...I ran to meet her,my mom as beautiful as always smiled at me and said with a frail voice "hey Zack,sorry I couldn't make you breakfast"..I said it's ok.
I had a lot of questions to ask her,then she said "mom won't be around for a longggggg time"...well that's a really long time I said with my eyes filled with tears struggling to drop.
I asked her "but you'd be back though?"
She said "I hope so,just be good" after giving a really soft smile and a kiss on my forehead and added "I'd be watching you from afar".
Dad stood up from the chair he was sitting beside her bed,wrapped his arms around my shoulder and took me towards the door,"where are we going" I asked...I wanted to spend more time with mom...where is he taking me to..then all hell broke loose from my eyes as I could see mom crying.
I sat in the hallway with a billion thoughts running through my mind..half an hour later I could see my dad and some nurses run towards my mom's admission room.
I wanted to go with them when a nurse pulled me back and said with a sincere smile on her dark skinned face "mom would be fine" her voice gave me so much hope.
5 minutes later I saw some nurses rush out of mom's ward with mom in an emergency cot they towards the the surgery room.
Dad came out with his eyes as red as velvet,he said mom couldn't breathe.that she needed emergency operation.
I had Dysarthria at that moment as I couldn't speak,this was my first time crying without mom consoling me,I hope the surgery goes well dad said with a frail voice... I held his hand.
2hours later the head surgeon came out,my dad got up immediately to talk to him...he asked my dad to come into his office,I stood up expecting dad would call me to go in with him,he told me to wait.
I waited shaking my feet and hoping my mom was fine,dad come out of the surgeon's office crying bitterly,I hoped it was tears of joy,he looked at me pitifully while walking towards me.
I got up,he hugged me and said "we'd be fine"...I asked him what he meant then he said the most painful news I could ever hear "mom is no more".
I hoped he was joking,he said it again this time hugging me tighter and crying louder,I dropped my backpack as tears ran down my eyes.
What would I do without my mom?.
