I still remember the beeping sound that I would never forget when my eyes were frozen closed and all I can hear is the weeping outcry of my mom. The doctor said: sorry but her condition had been worsening for the past few weeks.
I was only 12 when I first heard my heart loudly beat in my chest, it was the time when my dad left us. In every scenario, I did what every girl did to make her father stay. I could never ignore the last time he told me, "je serai là pour toi citrouille" which means"I will be here for you pumpkin".At that moment I feel like my heart got torn into pieces and a heavy burden placed on my chest. It suffocates me like crazy, I felt the tension and pressure the squeezes in my jaws and back with a cold sweat. Last thing I knew I'm in the hospital not knowing that my condition can affect me in my lifetime.