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    Steven Eight years ago “mom, wake up” i shake my
    mother but she doesn’t move. I
    look to her bedside table and see the glass of
    wine and her pill bottle. My
    mother is schizophrenic. Its a mental
    illness and sometimes she doesn’t
    know what she’s doing. I am just
    nineteen years old but i have
    been taking care of her for as long as i can
    remember. I even opted to study
    in a polytechnic close to our house in
    pti just so i could watch her. You are probably asking where my
    father is, but like you, i don’t
    know. He has never been in the picture and
    anytime i asked my mother she
    goes emotional on me so i stopped
    asking a long time ago. My mom
    has been living on pills for years now to
    suppress her imaginations and hallucinations which are caused
    by her illness. Last night, i got stalled because of a tutorial class
    and by the time i finished, it was already 9:28pm. There was a
    government imposed curfew and
    i wasn’t able to go home. I slept at a
    friend’s in school. As soon as it
    was safe enough to leave, i came
    home. I knocked the door and when
    there was no reply, i knew
    something was wrong. I used my keys to open
    the door and immediately went to
    her room. I called an ambulance and
    they are probably on their way
    here by now. I try to wake her up but she
    doesn’t open her eyes. I place my fingers under her nose and feel
    faint breathes on my hand. I sag
    in relief. The ambulance comes and
    my mother is taken to the
    hospital. After checking her, the doctor
    assures me that she is fine, she
    is just very drunk. I thank the doctor then
    walk out of her room for some
    fresh air. Her room smells of antiseptic
    and everything else that
    permeates a hospital air. Outside her room
    isn’t any better but atleast it isn’t suffocating. Being in there, seeing
    her like that, almost brings me to my knees in misery. I cant help
    her so i feel so helpless. I don’t know what else to do. If my
    useless father was here, maybe
    she would be better. Anytime she, has one of
    her ‘episodes’, she calls me Leonard. I think that’s my father’s
    name. I raise my head up when i hear a door open and i see a girl
    of about 16 or so. She’s crying
    and screaming for the nurses holding
    her back to save her brother. I
    look on as she is directed to a chair at a
    corner to wait. She sits on the chair then cover her face with her
    hands as she cries more. I should ignore her and think about my
    own predicament, but my feet
    starts moving towards her. I sit on the
    chair beside her but she doesn’t
    even notice. “he will be fine” i say silently. She
    looks up then throws her hands around me as she ramble about
    everything being her fault. “i left him alone. I shouldnt have. I
    just wanted to have some alone time. I didn’t know that he would
    walk into the pool. I am the worst sister ever” she says “its not your fault. God is in
    control, don’t worry, everything
    would be fine” i say then rub her back.
    She withdraws from me then look
    up at my eyes and i smile at her. “thank you” she says, wiping her
    tears “you are welcome sweets” she
    smiles and my heart goes warm.
    Her smile seems to light up the whole
    emergency ward and wipe away
    all my stress. Its like we are both in a
    bubble with nothing but the both
    of us. I continue to smile like an idiot
    at her until my mom’s doctor comes out and tell me to follow
    him to his office. I stand to leave and her face falls. I want to stay
    but i cant. I look at her for a second then remove the bracelet
    on my wrist and hand it to her. “take this. Its my lucky charm” i
    expect her to laugh in my face but she takes it and put in on her right
    wrist. She gives me a wane smile and i sigh as i turn to follow the
    doctor. I turn back and wave her goodbye. She waves me back and
    smile. I notice she’s crying
    through her smile. There’s nothing i can do
    to help so i continue walking with the doctor. “your mom’s schizophrenia is
    getting worse Steven. We need to
    confine her before she hurts someone or
    even herself” he says as soon as i sit. “we don’t have that kind of
    money sir” “you need to figure something
    out. I don’t like her results” he
    tells me. I nod my head and walk
    dejected out of his office, towards
    my mom’s room. When i get there,
    she isn’t in her room. I rush out to
    the nurse station and i am told that
    she just walked out. What kind of nurses let their patient leave like
    that?. They probably thought she was well as she looked healthy. I
    run out of the hospital which is along the road and look around.
    Suddenly, i hear someone shout. I
    turn my head to see my mother in the
    middle of the road and the girl i
    just gave my bracelet too is trying to
    drag her off the road. My mom is bulging though. They seen to be
    struggling and a lorry is coming towards them. I run towards
    them. My legs doesn’t seem to run
    fast enough as everything happen in
    slow motion. Only the lorry seem
    to be coming in fast motion. My mom is
    pushed off the road by the girl before the lorry sweeps her(the
    strange girl) off the road. “no!” i scream for the girl. There is
    blood everywhere.

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    Seated witout I.V

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    shiit don’t tell me she’s dead…

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    Oh no!, you confort the girl and she gave her life for your mum’s sake. Thats a tragedy!

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