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I was discharge yesterday from the hospital and I never been so happy to get out from that building. I hate hospitals, it makes me feel like I’m really knock knock knocking on heavens door and much worse, I can smell death everywhere.
“Allen? What’re you doing?” I came back to the earth when I heard Marcus calling to me.
“Oh! I was just sketching something.” I replied. He peeked over my shoulders to look and I quickly hide it from his peering eyes.
“No. Its not still finish.” I demanded.
“But, I want to see the masterpiece of my master.”
“I’ll let you see it when its finish.”
But he was so persistent that we end up tackling each other. And suddenly I accidentally tripped and drag him down to the floor with me when I catch a hold of his shirt ended with him also loosing his balance making the both of us fall to floor. He grabbed my head and protected it with his shoulders before I could come in contact with the hard floor. When i recovered from the fall, what had shocked me was, his lips were on mine. Nobody dared move from the two of us that we didn’t realize that our lips was still touching.
It was soft and gentle to my lips making me crave more. So without further ado, I really kissed him which he also returned with equal vigor. We kissed for about minutes until I felt was losing some air, I push him away from me as I started catching my breath.
“I -I can’t breath…” I panted as I begun trembling again like I was in another planet with no air.
“A—Allen!” Marcus begun to panic so immediately, he called the attention of my parents and before they could see him, he quickly changed back to his teddy bear form.
And again, I was taken back to the hospital. But I insisted that I want to be hospitalized at home so that I could still spend my time with my parents and make memories in our normal house. But sometimes I thought to myself.
Maybe it’s better to be dead now to lessen my parents burden just to keep me alive knowing that any minute now, I will still be leaving them.
But, my head contradicts that kind of idea and kept saying that I should think about the sacrifices my parents have done for me just to keep me breathing, so I must try my very best to cure myself.
But they could just make another offspring or maybe they could adopt. I don’t want to keep their hopes up that I will make it till the age of 80. And then when I die, they blame God, because of all the people in the world, why me? Why do I have suffer this kind of cancer. But still, I’m still thankful that I manage to exist in 17 years of my life span.
“Dear… are you ok now?” Mom asked with a sincere voice.
“Yeah mom, I just need some rest.” I replied, weakness evidence in my voice.
She looked at me for awhile while caressing my cheeks. Then, her eyes begun to water which alarmed me.
“Mom… please don’t cry, its harder for me to leave you if you cry like that in front of me.”
“Then, I will cry buckets of tears just to keep you from leaving son.” Mom said while wiping the snot in her nose. I reach out my hand to touch her cheek and loo r at her eyes.
Maybe, this’ll be the last time I will be caressing my moms face. I will miss her face, her skin, her eyes and especially her comfort and love.
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When I heard the loud lightning roared from the sky. I quickly jumped in my mother’s arm. Shivering and fearing that lightning might hit me straight from the roof.
“Mom… I’m scared.” She smiled at me lovingly and put down what it seems to be a sweater she haven’t finished knitting together. She pulled me up in her arms and en-cage me tightly.
“Mom won’t let anything happen to you dear.I will protect you so don’t be scared, just remember that I will be always be here in your heart.” She exclaimed and started humming a song that helps me sleep whenever I get scared.
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“Mom, can you sing me that song you used to sing to me when I was small?” I asked her. My mom paused for a second and I noticed her tears came rolling down from her eyes. I didn’t wipe her tears because its her right to cry.
“Mom, thank you for everything you’ve done for me throughout my life.” I smiled.
“Hush baby, don’t say that.”
“But when will I say my thank you? When I die that I couldn’t have the chance to say it? Its best to advance things right?” I said and my mom just gave me a looked of longing in her eyes.
“Please don’t make it sound like your dying.”
” I am dying mom, but we don’t know when. But I’d like to say my gratitude before I leave you.” She just smiled at me and went to hug as she cried more.
After an hour of drama, my mom went out of my room, leaving me and Marcus who had change to his human form when the door clicked close.
“Marcus…” I called out to him but he was just looking down at the floor and I realized. Maybe he thinks that it was his fault that I was admitted in the hospital again.
“Marcus, please don’t blame yourself. I initiated it first so don’t go on blaming yourself.” I explained. He looked up to me and stood up, nearing my bed. He took my hand and caressed the back of it with his cheeks.
“I’m so sorry Allen. I thought I might had displease you and disappointed you so I was scared. I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, I almost got you killed.” He said as he started to cry uncontrollably.
“Hush, look… I’m fine now okay? So don’t stressed yourself.” I reassured him. He looked at me again and sat down at the stool my mother just vacated a few minutes ago.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked. I just smiled and pulled his hand. Landing my lips with his lips in a gentle manner. But he immediately pulled away.
“That was the first time I kissed anyone.” I truthfully said and he blushed from my confession.
“Then I will treasure this memories for you Allen.” He stated while smiling at me.
“That would be great, Thank you Marcus.” And I fell asleep.
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