01/05/2024
Genres: Emotional trauma 🎃 betrayed, sadness Bitterness
Written by Mike Marcelo pt 3
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I woke up and opened my eyes slowly and found out I was on a Dirty looking bed, I sat up wondering where I was and no one was in the room with me I started recalling what happened and the image of my mom Death Just flash in my mind and it gave me a sharp pain in my head that I had to scream out so loudly that I woke up in the real world,My heart started pounding because I remember what happened Last night I began to shout My mom name,Mom Mom Mom where are you? Mommmy where are you am coming Mom I said coming down from the bed to reach the door of the room, some group of nurse then came in and tried to calm me down, Don't Tell me to calm down where is my mother ? I asked rudely,am sorry About your mom but first we need you to calm down said by one of the nurses who tried to block me from going out of the room. You can't be serious Right? My mom is okay nothing is going to happen to her I said with tears flowing down my cheeks, please talk to me what happen to is she okay? All of them refuses to answer my question which made really mad I had to push them away with everything I got and run out, I ran through every ward room in the hospital but I didn't see my Mom I ran next to the elevator which took me down stairs, when I step out of the elevator I turned right to see where to run next when I saw an ambulance carrying a body cover with wrapped sheet but with a little opening that show the arm of the person which looks familiar like the arm that always touch me on my cheek which is my mother, so I rush in without a doubt and pull the sheet out of the body and saw what terrified me with pain it was my mother,her flesh was into pieces it was really disfigured, I saw her flesh bringing out Margot even though it's was cold. I had no idea that human could look like that until that day, the ambulance attendance push me away and Close up the body and carry it to their Van and set move to the mortuary, the pictures of my mom at the scene of her death started appearing in my mind, suddenly I felt the sharp pain in my head again like the dream earlier and this time it was so excruciating I had to scream out like never before as the pictures of my mom Death kept reoccurring, I wanted it to stop but it seemed impossible it was as if I was loosing my mind and running mad The pain get pounding and worsen, Drop of blood started flowing down my nose I feel to the ground in pain and then the nurses who were chasing me saw me outside and took a needle into my body and I slept off immediately
I woke up and I saw my dad seating next to me holding a newspaper,Son are you alright he stretch out his hands touching my chest , Dad you are here? , Yes my Boy everything is going to be alright he said giving me a hard to believe smile, Dad I saw Mom she was lying.... Your mother is gone son he interrupted,I gave him a frown, Don't say that I no you and mon are not on terms but you proclaiming her dead is so bad of you, Dad I want you to come together and spend time with us we can have dinner together we can go for a picnic we can even.. Bryan he shouted your mother is Dead, No that not true she's somewhere here in this hospital, Bryan what was the last thing you saw before you fainted, I began to recall what happened, how they butched my mother like a meat and then the pain started again and this time it was no joke, Doctor Doctor my father scream for help the doctor came in and injected me I don't know what it is but it helped me calm the crisis in my head , Mr crew's please let not talk anything about what happen to your wife if you still love your son, medically your son is affected by trauma 😥 your wife death cause him Lots of damages your son needs therapy if he is going to live a normal life, Else he is danger to something even more than su***de the doctor said with a sad tone 😔 in his office with my father, what do you mean by all of this you just said,my dad asked in amusement, Sir if he doesn't get a therapist soon your son might go insane one day my father grab his coat and said it you who your son is going mad you bastard now listen to me don't you ever speak like that about my son again did you hear me, he drop him like a bag of meat in a nasty way, Am sorry sir just telling you the truth and what needs to be done I will recommend you a good therapist for your son she's very good at what you she does, okay then bring her to me let's talk fast he said stretch out his hand for a handshake just in a text came in and he smiled in a bad looking way that gave the doctor a fright he left the doctor office to seat with me in my own ward Everything is going to be alright Bryan it's going to be fine, fine? I said with a soft tone 😔 letting tears flowed down uncontrollable and pain in heart
