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I always hated going to this place, it always smelled exceptionally clean. In addition there was the restless sound of electrocardiograms beeping in no concordance to each other. The worst part was all the nurses and people visiting sick loved ones contending to get to where they wanted to be, but it got better when you go deeper into the hospital wings. I was only here to visit my sister, but I still hated this place.
My sister was diagnosed with leukemia when she was young, she was fine for years but now she has been in the hospital for about three months because of her worsening condition. She hates the hospital more than I do which is more than expected. She had her head shaved bald earlier in her visit here and she does not look bad at all bald. In my personal opinion I think it should be a trend with people who have a perfect head shape.
“Hey Kat!” I said “how was your day?”
“It was the best ever! I saw a narwhal!” Katie said sarcastically and laughed, but the way she talked sounded like she had to work to talk with long pauses between phrases“oh it was good I guess, not much I can do but read books, that you bring or drawing things I can't see here.” Katie looked as frail as ever, she looked like she was a skeleton with skin stretched over it with a ghostly white complexion. Her eyes had sunken in, her condition was getting worse each week. “how was your day? Don't leave anything out.”
“Oh darn,I missed the narwhal” I sarcastically said in return.“And my day” I said then I quickly went on with my day at school, it was the only thing I talked about but she was always happy to hear about social things. Or that was what I always assumed because she always wanted me to talk about people or school. “So, anything new you read?”
“No, not really I'm usually sleeping all the time, you just happened to catch me when I was awake.” she said sincerely
“Oh.” I did not know what I was going to say but it did not look like I had to say anything because Katie was reclining into the bed to go to sleep.
Before she did fall into sleep she said “goodbye my sister, tell mom and dad bye for me and I love them forever.” Katie talked so effortlessly this time, and I knew what she had meant.
All I could say was “bye” before I started crying a puddle, or what seemed to be one, into the hospital bed were I could only see a calm fragile girl. I thought about how she did not fight the inevitable.
- Title: Goodbye
- Artist: miki117
- Description: its a short creative writing essay i did a while ago.
- Date: 11/30/2010
- Tags: goodbye cancer sisters love separation
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Anya Lavendear - 12/02/2010
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awww....this is a nice story!
the bravest persons are the most fragile ones..
the message it conveys is very heart-warming... ^_^
i also lost someone who had stayed brave and strong until the end. - Report As Spam