I have defied death on multiple occasions, to say we are familiar with each other is an understatement. We are acquaintances, not quite friends, but not quite strangers either. Now, as I’m laying on my deathbed, the only sound being the faint beep of my heart monitor, I have come to terms with my inevitable ending. The doctors said there would be no pain, that it would be as easy as exhaling a breath. Mom told me not to be scared, my sister was too busy crying to speak, but I knew she loved me. Dad was urgently speaking with the doctors while my grandma was holding my hand, silently telling me it was going to be ok. But Zara, oh Zara, she brought life back into my lungs, erased every tumor eating my brain, she was my salvation and my immortality. With her, I would never die. 231Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb9chxth1Cd
In the wise words of Charles Dickens, “I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.”
Penana
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