Sleepy, but needed. Haha. If ever you had the same name/etc., it is purely coincidence. :)
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30 October 2011
Happy Halloween! I was granted a chance to get out of the hospital. It was my birthday wish and it got true in a day! Everyone knows what happens on Halloween…Trick or Treat!
Although permitted to get outside, I still had to go with my personal doctor, Dr. Watson. So, the three of us went to my flat early, around eight in the morning. I just knew that Tony’s Family paid my flat bill. It was embarrassing, but according to him, his mother doesn’t matter how much money she loses if it was for the family. That touched me…very much.
My flat was empty. Tony told me that my things were sent to our house. Again, it sent me chills down my spine. Woah, it’s the mushy words again, but it’s real!
Although my flat seemed very bare, there was something left there. I remember that December last year, I made a bucket list. It was all rubbish. I kept the piece of paper near the fireplace, just under a loose tile near the furnace.
I ran toward that place and found it still there, intact, and ink smeared due to the countless times I’ve spilt milk or water there. Despite smeared, it was still legible.
I had written:
1. Graduate Sixth Form
2. Have a work
3. Pay Aunt Martha
4. Marry Tony
5. Have children
6. Have a happy life
7. Go to Italy with husband
8. Visit Japan’s Comiket (Tony always blabbered about this)
9. Have grandchildren
10. Knit sweaters (like my grandmother in Yorkshire)
Ten. Ten simple wishes to obtain before I die, seemed a little too naïve for a sick person like me. I wasn’t informed yet of my situation, but I knew I would go there sometime. Tony was standing behind me, brushing my shoulders as he read with me. For sure, I won’t be able to do my first wish which was to graduate in Sixth Form. I got sick and I still need to finish the entire school year to graduate, yet here I am, not in the school and might die anytime. Lucky for Tony, he had graduated from Sixth Form once when he was still 18 with Mass Communications and just took up Journalism to become a specialist or something the same. Unfortunately with me, I repeated Lower Sixth thrice and I am currently taking Upper Sixth for the third time, therefore, I have never tried being outside of school for a year.
I admit, it was a great shock for me when he gave me a diploma. I gasped really loud. That meant, he read my bucket list. He smiled to me and said that the principal actually allowed me to graduate from Sixth Form since, according to Mr. Wales, the principal, my face was getting boring. I hugged the diploma; he just gave me a chance to check one of the most impossible things I had ever wanted.
Working was impossible, but Tony still checked it with his red pen. He said a perfect wife is the most decent job of all. I simply smiled.
We left my flat after hanging around an empty flat for an hour. We went to an orphanage. I wanted to adopt one, but I know if ever I would, the kid’s heart will just be broken at a loss of an adoptive parent. Children are frail, especially them. I cannot afford to make a child lose a parent again.
I hung out with the kids in the orphanage. My heart belonged to a baby girl. Her name was Susanna, pretty close to my name, and she was so cute and cuddly. I was given a chance to feed her, change her diapers, and rock her to sleep. It was a one-time experience. I knew I wouldn’t have one of my own, not in this lifetime, but probably in the next…when I’m stronger.
Tony looked at me, with a smile. I pity him. He doesn’t deserve to become a widower at a young age. He was holding my bucket list, together with a pen. He was crashing out my fifth and my ninth wish. I should smack him for crashing out the ninth, but indeed, it felt like having more than children and grandchildren.
We went straight to Tony’s palace-like house. He said it was our house now. It was very big and grandiose. I met his mum, Mrs. Julia Gallo. His mum is so pretty! She doesn’t even look like a mother to me; she’s more like his sister. My mum-in-law had gorgeous eyes and brown hair just like Tony’s.
She toured me in their palace. After the tour, we had a great dinner! The banquet was full of delicious food. Turkey, pasta, and everything Italian filled the table and out tummies as well. After that we drifted to sleep. I almost forgot to write this entry because I was so damn full.
I’m yawning while writing this. Pardon my grammra.
Ignorign mistaeks,
Suzanne Gallo
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Suzanne's Diary
RomanceSuzanne Dodds always believed that she was like the mediocre people, but she realizes that she shines brighter when she already was in a brink of dying.
