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Thursday, 19 December 2013 | (0) comments | Post a comment


One day,after school, i was finally home. Everyone was in a serious and bad temper. I knew something was not right. Dad asked me and my eldest sister to her room and want to talk to us. My second sister was working, so she wasn't there. Dad told us that he had got the report, and the condition was not too good. I clenched my fist tightly. He explained to me that Mum was diagnose with cancer and the bad news was that it was at Stage 4. The cancerous cell, like ulcers had spread at her liver area. It somewhere at the gallbladder and liver. To make it worse, she had blood clots at some parts of her body. Hearing such news, and breaking such news, i knew that we had to take care of Mum. I was on the verge of breaking down, mentally and physically. Just wanted to lie on my bed, and sleep. Telling myself that this is not true. It is just a scary nightmare. IT IS NOT TRUE!!!

Just two day after my Mum is discharged, her fever was back.
It was in the midnight, she said that she was feeling cold. She trembled and shivered. That was a fearful nightmare i everhad! Mummy! Are you okay?
Dad and my eldest sister immediately rushed her to the hospital.
As usual alone...I broke down... I just simply cried again for an hour. Although nobody had hit me, no scolding, i had no control over my emotions and tears. How lousy am I. I could do nothing but cry... My second sis, who had no idea of the news was soundly asleep. Life was tough, terrible and really... I hate this sort of life! Where is my happiness?

School (Next day) . My eyes were slightly swollen from the terrible night. I had no energy nor mood to smile. I was not listening to what everyone was saying. I wanted to focus, seriously, but i can't help to think about my mum. I just hide somewhere and cry. In class, i just laid my head on the table. Trying to stop my tears. I am really really feeling so down. Nothing could cheer me. And I don't want to talk. DONT TALK TO ME.



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