I just don't want to sleep in the hospital, in fact, my highest wish right now is to see the surgeon, but then, on second thoughts, it is just so aching that she doesn't want such a thing to happen, totally not. The fear of seeing him in pain, the fear of not being able to comfort him is something she dreaded so much, but then, what can she do? nothing, absolutely nothing at all.
As I heaved a sigh that seemed to clutch my chest, I looked at my father and my siblings with pleading eyes, I wanted to beg for mercy from them, at least, that is what is needed, if only they can just be so remorseful to me, maybe they can let me accompany them back home. Thinking about these things, a sudden thought shot through my mind, it was one that she couldn't possibly deal with it, hell no! the fact that I thought about how he is in pain and alone cause a big hole to dig through my mind. I felt so bad over the fact that things aren't quite going on well for me and how wicked I am.
