chapter - 1
soul and light
I can barely see the sunrise through my window screen, and I can hear the voice of the clock insisting on how old I am. I feel struck with room temperature, and yes, I know I am sick; these oxygen cylinders are counting my last moments. All I care about are the photos on the wall, which keep me alive.
I recall what this is all about; it shows that I'm attached to my grandparents and enjoy resting on their shoulders. One of the most amazing days of my life was when I lived with them; I loved being pampered by them all day because I am so studious and come home with a medal for any extracurricular activities because they enjoy seeing my progress.They used to avoid junk food at all costs. I used to steal pennies from Grandpa's shelf and eat chocolate in the school canteen. I miss my parents some days, even though they both visit me frequently, and I want to grow up like other kids. Even though I got good grades, I still remember my class teacher asking where my parents were to my aunt for a parents-teacher meeting. Because they were both working, they sent me to live with my grandparents. I used to have formal talks with my parents twice or three times a week.to be continued......
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