"Mom it's okay"
"Don't you cry, I have stopped crying. I know that cancer is nothing and I promise I will fight it.. I am ready"
"Come on, cheer up" I smiled at her.
Though I was crying inside
*The next day*
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaw, Doctor, please stop" I screamed.
He was giving me chemo drugs through my spinal fluid. It hurted as hell. There were long needles that went inside through my lower back, between my spines.
"Ouch " I sighed
Once he took out the needle
I am relieved...
*On the way back to my room*
The tyres of the wheel chair squeaked
"Thank god, Its over... I am glad that I won't be having any more of that"
"Right?!!" I asked the nurse.
But to my shock she said
"I am sorry, you'll be having it once every week, and some of them after you get discharged"
I needed numbers
"How many?" I asked
"About 7-10,I guess" she answered
My mind was done.
I know I can't do any more of that.
I will die, my mind started to shake.
Until, for the first time I saw many little kids.
Who were having chemotherapy, IT (Intrathecal chemo, the injection I just had) and many of them ready to get radiated...
My whole soul startled
My thoughts started to crumble
I can't help the pain, well what about them.
God knows whether they even know why are they been hospitalised.
"I am nothing" My mind realised
They are the ones who were not ready for this..
My thoughts were changing
"I am ready, I can do this, look at those poor souls" I started to cry.
"But why them, God?"
YOU ARE READING
The Visitor
Non-FictionA boy who had an uninvited visitor in his life. It changed his life all around.. Its my first time in writings.. And hope its not very bad.. Do comment about it.
