compo

tis was a compo that i did from quite some time for the end of year holiday homework .. keep forgetting to post about it .. the topic was pain =) could have done btr for the ending but had to kept it within 500 words -.-

“What can I do with you?! Can’t you study for once?!” my mother shouted as she began her never ending essays on why I should study.

Whenever situations like these happen, I would dart to my room, slamming the door behind me, and blast my ancient music player so loudly that the whole house seems to rumble with the music’s bass.

My mother and I lived in a tiny apartment that was provided by my father after they divorced. He migrated to America with his new family not long after that. We depended on the meager amount of money provided by the government subsidy as my mother could not get any job due to her weak constituent.

However, ‘today’ was different. I was prepared to head straight to my room to escape from my mother’s clutches but I did not hear any evidence that she was at home. I decided to announce my arrival by shouting but there was no reply. When I stepped into the kitchen, my heart sunk. I saw my mother lying on the cold white kitchen tile lifeless. I phoned for an ambulance immediately.

I could feel my heartbeat thumping rapidly when I was in the ambulance with my mother and the paramedics. When we reached the hospital, my mother was rushed to the emergency unit immediately. After what seemed like hours, the nurse said I was able to visit my mother. She lay in the disinfected room motionless, with tubes through her nose. I was traumatized by what I saw. I demanded an explanation from the doctor.

“Your mother is suffering from the last stage of leukemia and has one month to live at her very best,” the doctor explained, “she rejected treatment as she said that the money she saved was for your studies.”,

I left the doctor’s office after hearing what he had to say. As tears rolled down my cheeks I started wondering “What can I achieve without her? Is this even for real?”

I then decided to grant her wish, so I went back to school to study despite the throbbing heart ache. One day when I was in class, I was called by the principal. I then received news that my mother had pass away.

Although I knew that no one can evade death but I held hope, believing miracles can happen. When I heard the news, my heart broke into a thousand pieces. I tried to contact my father in America to notify him but I could not reach him.

Surging with agony, I could do nothing other than to focus my mind on studying with the money that my mother had saved. Burning the midnight oil, I strived for nothing but the best. I threw the thought of me not able to do well away and managed to get a scholarship. Although the pain of losing her still upsets me, I am able to say that I am a better person.