Continuation..

I was bitten by the dog in three different parts of my body; my bom-bom included. And that’s the reason I found myself in hospital bed. Again!

The first time, Lateefah’s mum was the reason; when she knocked me down with her car. I hate to remember that. I was really fed up with life.

Tired of being tired; sick of being sick.

Now my future was really bleak; really uncertian.

I lived each day and each moment,

with fear of what may happen in the next minute.

I cursed the day I was born into this world.

For a moment, I closed my eyes and recalled all the tragedies I have passed through. Tears had formed in my eyes. I tried not to let them drop.

I blinked my eyes to prevent the tears from dropping.

As I blinked, I noticed the doctor was staring at me.

“Doctor, I feel very Okay; when will I be discharged?” I asked, almost dropping a tear. I was shocked by his responds.

“I am afraid you can not leave this hospital,” he said.

“Because the people who brought you here didn’t drop a penny,” he continued. “…and until your bill is paid completely, you can not leave this hospital.” he added.

This time I couldn’t hold back the tears.

But why are all these happening to me?

Life became so meaningless to me.

And a thought crossed my mind;

“there was only one way to end all the pains and sufferings;

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SUCIDE!”

To be continued.....