My name is Gary. I am currently 17. Right now, i am lying on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling waiting for my impending death. I can't even take my breath properly anymore even though i am wearing an oxygen mask.
All of this was started when i am just 11 years old. I still remember that day were all my nightmares started.
#Flashback 6 years ago#
Two children's are running through corridor of a house. one is a small boy and other one is slightly older girl. Suddenly an angry shout came from the kitchen.
MOM: "You two!!! How many times i told you guys to not run around the corridor?!"
Gary: "Mom it's no me. Gwen was the one who took away my comic book"
Gwen was my older sister. She always find some ways to tease me and backs away when mom intervenes. This time moms angry voice made her panicked, then she stuck out tongue and ran upstairs and i followed her. when I was climbing the stairs suddenly my legs started to lose it balance and fell on the ground. But how much i tried to get up back, my legs aren't supporting me at all. I suddenly panicked and called mom, she and my sister took me to an hospital. My dad got the news and rushed to the hospital from his office.
At first doctors couldn't figure out my state so they started some tests and put me under observation. It took them a full day to find my problem, i have "muscular dystrophy" and I have to spend rest of my life in wheelchair.
#Flashback Ends#
I still remember my parents reaction, when the cheif doctors broke the news. They were in a complete despair and I didn't know what is "muscular dystrophy" at that time, i can only understand how bad it is from their reaction.
From that day to this day, I haven't never saw them smiling. They tried their best to give me better treatment but, nothing worked. Slowly my body started to crumbling. During the years, i was promoted from wheelchair to a permanent bed in hospital. These days even my lungs are failing to support me.
Actually, i am little glad right now. I don't have to endure these life anymore. I don't have to see my parents despair anymore.
Due to my life, I always complained and cursed god many times. But right now, I wished he was here and give one last chance at least for my parents. As these running through my mind, I slowly closed my eyes.
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*BANG BANG*
Sudden sound woke me up. I looked around it was a full of darkness. Then the door pushed open by an elderly nun rushed forward and embraces me. The sudden developments caught me completely off guard and I couldn't even respond for a while. Then the nun dragged me out of the room checked my hole body, then she asked in distraught.
Nun: "Ambrose, child are you alright? Don't worry i already punishes those children, they won't bully you anymore."
She became more nervous as she got no replies from me. This made her whole heart more tight. Actually, The whole time I didn't heard a single words she told me. All my concentration was on my own body, right now i am standing on my own feet and I became younger. My whole body is excited, but the sudden words pull me out of my stupor.
Nun: "Hey...Are you alright Ambrose?"
she asked me nervously
Ambrose: "I am okay!!!"
Nun: "That's good, you go to your bed and rest for a while. I will send yours breakfast."
She said in a sigh of relief and walk past me without noticing my abnormality. I just stand there right there processing what just happened in these brief moment and then i slowly walked towards the dormitory and then did I realize that, how come I know the position of my dormitory?!
Then suddenly my head started to feel groggy and some memories resurfaced. This memories are of a child named Ambrose who was very diligent in learning and also often got bullied by his roommates. Last night they put him inside the store room and throw away the keys.
Ambrose was frightened and passed out and then some how i became Ambrose.
Lying on the bed of Ambrose, i felt kind a weird but the fact is now i am Ambrose.