I was fine. it was all good. it was fine.
but then... then, I was completely losing it.
I woke up. got myself ready for school. I went down to the kitchen, but when I saw my mother, her face was gone.
it was a blank canvas.
my dad somewhat also.
they spoke to Me.
but all I heard was static.
I started to put my hands on my ears, for how loud it was.
but... but... I couldn't bare it.
I grabbed my book bag.
I ran out side, everyone around me... had no face.
everyone was blank.
I ran and ran until I got to the next bus stop.
I waited for my bust driver.
and as he came, opened the doors to the yellow bus, he had no Face.
I shuddered and went into my seat.
everyone I saw on the bus, nothing but blank canvases too.
I hid my head in my arms.
thinking it wasn't real. that's it was just stress..

but I awaited the end.
I woke up in a town.
tied to a bed.
and my mom came in, hugs me, I look up and she had a face.
her face was there. finally.
I felt better.
doctor came in, she was concerned looking..
and then, she gave me an unforgettable diagnosis.
" Lyle has stage 4 brain cancer, that is why he's had hallucinations. why he's been out of character for you, miss Emma. I'm sorry. there's not much. but we'll have to make planning absolutely critical. "
I started to sob loudly.
hugging my mom tightly.
asking her that I didn't want to leave her and if she'll even love me.
my mom comforted me.
I felt better.
I had the only face.
the only face of broken hearts.

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