The Final Chapter.
HER:
Three years ago i had 2 different seizures in a single week. It kept on happening every other month. I had multiple seizures that were unprovoked and for some time they couldn't identify the source or the reason. That was until one doctor was studying my case and i was called to go to the hospital. He told me that i have epilepsy and it cannot be cured. He said it can controlled but it cannot be cured forever. He said it might cause short-memory loss, loss of consciousness, stiffness, staring into space and not responding, control loss over my body, and i could develop autism. He said my condition was the worst. I had tonic-clonic seizures. My family had to move a lot for me. First it was to search for a cure and now that there isn't one they lost hope. Then it was because i had an episode school and people found out about me. They used to make fun of me and i'd come back home crying. We'd move the next day as if nothing has happened.
HIM:
I went. I had to go. I asked around about her and got my answers. I knew no one could be this perfect. I'm not an ass i just don't need this in my life, it wasn't a part of my plan. I left without going to see her, the doctor's words were more than enough.
HER:
I guess we'll have to move once again. I hate doing that to them i hate making them move all the time for me. This time i'm not going to care. I'm going to college next week and i won't give a shit about what others say. I'm done moving.
HIM:
Was it wrong of me? Was i selfish? It's not her fault she's this way and the studies show that people might grow out of it. Some medications help control it, but what if we were out having dinner one day and she collapses in front of everyone. I can't be seen with her.
HER:
Everyone is giving me the 'i feel sorry for you' looks, I hate how pathetic i'm feeling right now. I'M NOT. The professor didn't even glance at me. It was as if i'm not here. Why is he doing that?
HIM:
She showed up. How could she? Doesn't she feel humiliated? She has embarrassed herself enough. I'll talk to her after the class.
HER:
He freaking made me drop the course. He said if i didn't drop it he'd give me an 'F'. What a JERK! Here i was thinking he was the best one, he was sweet and giving. Guess i was wrong after all.
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HER:
It was my last semester if that jerk didn't make me drop that course i would've graduated already. Last week he came by and asked for my forgiveness. He said that he fell in love shortly after we had our last encounter and once he married her she was diagnosed with metastatic leukemia. He travelled all over the world for a cure but it was too late. She died last month and he wanted to make amends and he started with me.He told me everything and even got a cute little diary with him. I couldn't forgive him. It was too much all at once.
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Three years ago i had 2 different seizures in a single week. It kept on happening every other month. I had multiple seizures that were unprovoked and for some time they couldn't identify the source or the reason. That was until one doctor was studying my case and i was called to go to the hospital. He told me that i have epilepsy and it cannot be cured. He said it can controlled but it cannot be cured forever. He said it might cause short-memory loss, loss of consciousness, stiffness, staring into space and not responding, control loss over my body, and i could develop autism. He said my condition was the worst. I had tonic-clonic seizures. My family had to move a lot for me. First it was to search for a cure and now that there isn't one they lost hope. Then it was because i had an episode school and people found out about me. They used to make fun of me and i'd come back home crying. We'd move the next day as if nothing has happened.
HIM:
I went. I had to go. I asked around about her and got my answers. I knew no one could be this perfect. I'm not an ass i just don't need this in my life, it wasn't a part of my plan. I left without going to see her, the doctor's words were more than enough.
HER:
I guess we'll have to move once again. I hate doing that to them i hate making them move all the time for me. This time i'm not going to care. I'm going to college next week and i won't give a shit about what others say. I'm done moving.
HIM:
Was it wrong of me? Was i selfish? It's not her fault she's this way and the studies show that people might grow out of it. Some medications help control it, but what if we were out having dinner one day and she collapses in front of everyone. I can't be seen with her.
HER:
Everyone is giving me the 'i feel sorry for you' looks, I hate how pathetic i'm feeling right now. I'M NOT. The professor didn't even glance at me. It was as if i'm not here. Why is he doing that?
HIM:
She showed up. How could she? Doesn't she feel humiliated? She has embarrassed herself enough. I'll talk to her after the class.
HER:
He freaking made me drop the course. He said if i didn't drop it he'd give me an 'F'. What a JERK! Here i was thinking he was the best one, he was sweet and giving. Guess i was wrong after all.
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HER:
It was my last semester if that jerk didn't make me drop that course i would've graduated already. Last week he came by and asked for my forgiveness. He said that he fell in love shortly after we had our last encounter and once he married her she was diagnosed with metastatic leukemia. He travelled all over the world for a cure but it was too late. She died last month and he wanted to make amends and he started with me.He told me everything and even got a cute little diary with him. I couldn't forgive him. It was too much all at once.
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HIM: She called me a week later. I'm glad i gave her my number. She said she wanted to meet for a cup of coffee and talk. As i closed my eyes i started to feel everything. I remember our wedding and how beautiful she looked. I remember the day we decided to have kids and how her face lit up. I miss her. I miss the way she kissed me goodbye before i went to work. I miss the way she made me eat breakfast because 'it is the most important meal'. Why do good people always die? She didn't deserve to get sick. We were supposed to live forever. Forever together, thats what she used to say. Now i am alone. Alone with guilt and self-hatred.
HER: I know i shouldn't have called him but i felt bad for him. His wife died over a month ago and he's still grieving. He has black circles around his eyes, you can tell he hasn't slept well in a while. I'll just talk to him and get it out of the way.
HER: I know i shouldn't have called him but i felt bad for him. His wife died over a month ago and he's still grieving. He has black circles around his eyes, you can tell he hasn't slept well in a while. I'll just talk to him and get it out of the way.
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And with that a friendship between two people with two different personalities and mentalities was born. A friendship that was built on feelings and thoughts that can't be revealed. A history that tied these two to connect them one day. Through sickness and health. Guilt initiated a conversation that got to happen 5 years after their last encounter. Sickness is what got them closer. Pain is what made them connect.
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