We kept hugging but immediately I remembered that my dad was waiting for us downstairs I broke our closeness. I knew his eyes must have been red right now Or maybe his head was growing bigger out of anger!
I flashed a smile at my mom before walking toward the guy's grandmother's ward. I wanted to see the little guy and his grandma one last time since I knew I wouldn't be coming here again.
I wanted to see his smile and brightened face for the last time before I leave.
I stopped walking when I reached the door and as I gazed at them, the smile on my face lengthened.
Seeing all the sick and poor people that were in the ward made my heart clench.
I felt so sad knowing that most people are going through similar or even worse conditions than that of this little child and right now, I was wondering how they managed to hold on?! How do they manage to live?!
