My Last day
Have you ever thought about what are you going to do when you knew that you only have one last week to live? Unfortunately, I never thought about it. I was scared of dying. I never thought that my sickness would make me lose my life so fast. By the way, I'm David. I had a sickness when I was a 5 year old little kid and till now that I'm already 16 I still have it. I was treated by different doctors already but all those treatments failed. I already visited many of the known hospitals around the world but with no luck, my sickness is still uncured. And there were this known doctor my parents hired to examine me if I can't really be cured. Having met lots of doctors never make me nervous anymore when I see one. So he examined me and when he was finished I was asked by my dad to leave the room. Of course, I'm intrigued what will the doctor will say that time so I eavesdropped to their conversation at first it was all about my condition and the doctor said something that's new to my ears. "He's sickness have gone too serious and I don't think he will last till next year, He might leave us anytime this year" the doctor said. I was shocked. My breath is racing with the beat of my heart. I suddenly heard every ticks of the clock in our hallway. I was speechless. I ran outside. I can't even control my legs; it's as if it's moving on its own. I was dashing through the streets and my eyes were teary. I don't think I'll be fine at home if I stayed there. So I went to the playground near my former school. My friends and I were always hanging out at this place when I was still attending school but due to my condition, the doctors permitted me to stop. I was thinking what my friends would do if they knew about my condition gone worse. They may not believe me because when I'm a little well I'm always kidding around with my condition. The bell rung! I hid at the shadow of the trees and watched the students and my friends go home. It was 6:00pm, I was wondering what would my parents say when I got back at home. So I thought about killing some time by going up to the rooftop to watch the night.
When I got to the top, I remembered all the days I spent on that school with my friends. I realize that now my time's coming I should spend my last days to the fullest. Out of the blue, I felt like shouting. "I will not die this year!" I shouted as loud as I could.
"So you're dying?" someone whispered. I was nervous. Not that I don't know who whispered to me but someone had already known my condition. I looked from left to right. Seeing nothing but dark made me shout angry. "Show Yourself!" I shouted angrily. "Calm down, it's not like I'm going to assault you" said by the same voice in a giggling way. I saw a figure near the steps. I saw someone coming closer to me. So I waited to see the face of the one who whispered at me. I think I already knew who it was when our distance was just a meter away. Just as I thought, it was "HER". Karen. My crush since I was grade school. She grew up a lot. She's a lot beautiful more than I can remember. "Care for some hot chocolate?" she said. Of course I don't have the guts to refuse so I agreed instantly and she answered back with a smile which made me blush so I turned around. I can hear her giggle behind my back which made me smile. After years, I get to meet her again. Sweet!