I'll try my best not to interrupt the story in the middle. 4th wall will be "~~~" and time skip will be "~".

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If you were me, you would wish to went back the time, to the right time that in just a few seconds, your destiney would change in a different way, that you think it would be better. At least that'll what you mostly agree. But, each life, has their own destiney, and our choices are nothing called "accidental" or "chance", just only "inevitably". Life is in our hand, and our choices will lead to our destiney. So, when something that to you, it's like an end for everything, remember: It's just a start for a new beginning.

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I woke up, but not really. More like my mind was awaked, but my eyes won't open. So all I could see was a pitch black. The smell of antiseptic floated into my breaths.

Where... am I?

What... happened?

- Hello, madam - A male voice was heard politely.

- Hello, doctor Deerish. How is my son now?

That was a female voice, that sounded so... familiar. Wait.... Doctor? That means I'm in a hospital??

- He is... welll, you could see, madam...

- Just tell me. How is my SON???

The female voice severed at the word "son". She worried about her son? That's so familiar to...

The doctor sighed.

- Your son is well.... Actually, we don't know...

- What do you mean by YOU DON'T KNOW??

The female voice was completely servered. There was a hiccup from her, and sobbing sound.

- .... Your son seems to different from others. Usually, the disease will occur in 2 to 4 days. But this.... is way too quick. Only 3 to 5 hours....

- I'VE ALREADY KNEW IT!! JUST please.... do something....

She was crying. Her voice was sounded like a beg to the doctor.

The sighs was heard again. Then the doctor said:

- Your son will be fine, madam. Keep in your hope. The strange thing about your son, is... he survived.

- What do you... means by... survived?

- It's means, he survived. In all of patients that got this disease, they would only last at least a week, if they did got a quick disease like him.

- But... does that means.... my son....

- Now, we said we don't know, because the life of him will keeped as long as he could handle the disease. It's all up to him that he will live, or not. We have tried our best, madam. It's all up to him.

Then, footsteps was heard to went far away. Another footsteps came closer, touched my cheeks and  whispered:

- You'll be fine, dear. I promise, I won't let you go.

I wanted to see. I wanted to speak. I wanted to move. I tried as I could.

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- I'll be right back, ok? Have a nice dream...

A drop of water landed on my cheeks. I wanted to do something. Just... ANYTHING!!!

Then footsteps was heard, went away too.

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THE WHOLD STORY IS LESS THAN 500 WORDS (if not include the 4th wall). AAAAAAAAAA I'M SO SORRY IT'S SO SHORT QAQ

Ussually I'll write more than 700 words but this is so short hhhhhhh im so sorry.

But le battery is dying, and I've to study for exams.

So pretty much yea.

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