Thursday, April 30, 2009

To Lose Someone You Love

          I prayed for her. I loved her. I didn’t want her to suffer like this. I wanted her to be cured.I prayed sincerely from the bottom of my heart. In the afternoon,I saw her condition.I felt the pain in my heart. She was suffering. Those tubes were poked into her body,her eyes weren’t open. She was hard to breathe.I went home feeling really down. 
 
         On the next day,I went to see her again.Her condition became worse. She couldn’t eat and drink. Food transferred to her body through the tubes. I asked myself "What is this?What is going on?Does she deserve to be suffering like that?Why?"She even had the oxygen put on her mouth cause she couldn’t breathe well. I was sitting there,looking at her condition.My uncle was sitting beside me.He told me a story of his brother.

         "Last time my brother was suffering like this.He had lungs cancer.He had the oxygen thing put on his mouth to help him to breathe.When you have the oxygen thing to help you to breathe,it means you got no hope anymore,you don’t even have the energy to breathe.Few hours later,my brother died."

        I heard the word "died" and my tears just flowed out.I quickly helded back. "DIED?Did you mention DIE?No…No…That is not going to happen.No way." I thought myself.

       At that moment,all those memories were played back in my head.She was the one took care of my when my mother was away working.She taught be how to be a good person.

         "Sherri,you have to greet people when you go to people’s house,greet people that are older than you.If not,you will be mute!" She scared me with that children lies and I was so afraid and since then I called people when I go to their house.She loved me and cared about me.I remebered when I got 98 marks for my english test,she gave me an eraser.I used to overnight at her house.She cooked breakfast for me.She took care of me with LOVE.

         She was my aunty.My mother’s second sister. I was sitting there and looking at her.She was lying on the bed,suffering from brain cancer. She coudn’t talk,but she could listen. We were beside her talking to her,trying to comfort her.Tears were flowing out over her face.She was in semi-conscious.She could hear us,but she couldn’t talk to us.I felt horrible.

        The next day,I went to the temple in my primary school. I prayed for her.I told God, "My aunty was a really nice person,please bless her,please let her recover,please.She’s really nice,don’t take her away from us.She doesn’t deserve to be suffer like this.Please...."

        It was Monday already.I was in school.I called my mother and asked about my aunty’s condition.My mother asked me not to worry about her and concentrate in class.But could I do that when aunty was suffering?No.In the afternoon,we went to see her again.I saw her.She was still in the same condition.My cousin’s eyes were red.My the other cousin(her daughter) was crying.I didn’t know what was happening.But I knew it was no good.I ran to the nearby toilet because I couldn’t hold back any longer.I cried.I cried out loudly.I was very sad.There is no word in the dictionary could ever describe this feeling inside me.I cried so badly.

        Soon,I heard a guy’s crying voice.I turned around.It was my the other cousin(her son).He was crying!I never seen him crying before!By that time,I knew and understood,I was not dreaming,it was real.It was really happening.It’s really sad when you see someone that never cried crying so badly.

         When I went back to her ward,they all wanted to go back already.My aunty will be sent to home.I didn’t ask why,I just followed.When we were in car,my cousin suddenly stopped in an obitutary place.

         I asked "What’s up?" My cousin said she wanted to take down the number.I was stoned.I knew why.I kept it inside.I didn’t ask to make sure. When we reached my aunty’s house.It was so quiet.Usually we go to my aunty’s house when we have family gathering,when we celebrate Chinese New Year,Birthday parties etc.We usually have fun when we’re in her house,her house has all the laughter and noises that makes me happy.

        But this time,it was totally opposite.The house was so quiet.All of my family members were there,but there was no sound at all.It’s like an empty house. We all were there already.We all were waiting for aunty.Suddenly,my the other aunty’s handphone rang. "Hello?WHAT?GONE?" We all got the message.Suddenly,the house full with mournings and cryings.I ran to the back of the house and cried out loudly.We all felt the same pain.Soon,we can hear the ambulance siren.Normally when I heard this sound it was far away.But this time,it got nearer and nearer,and that was horrible.We all saw aunty.She was dead.

      I miss my aunty.I miss her very much.After she’s gone,I feel the emptiness inside me.My family had lost someone important.I miss her a lot.I really do. Thank you so much for what you did to me,Aunty.I miss you.Although you have gone to a place where I can’t bring you back,you will always be in my heart.