TFIOS The Love Lives On
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Last published Tue, Jun 17, 2014
Light scattered through the window as I woke up in a cold and uncomfortable, plastic hospital chair. Memories of the night before flooded through my thoughts. Augustus. All I could think about was Augustus, and his perfect crooked smile fading under the deterioration of cancer. All I could think about was the flashing ambulance lights racing towards the gas station, to a relinquished Gus struggling for mere gasps of air. I have never felt more helpless in my life, just watching him suffer, and knowing there was nothing I could do. I could'nt help but think that it should have been me in the hospital in Gus' s place, fighting for air, battling to see the light of another day. But the world is not a wish granting factory, and all I could do is hope. On most occasions, I would say to hope was to dwell in human oblivion. Although right now, hope was my only lifeline. A tear slid down my pale and puffy cheeks as I continued to wait for further news on Augustus's condition. I don't know what would be worse; loosing Augustus, or dying all together. Both are equally as painful.
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