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Chuckling softly to the whispers and chewing blindly the breakfast he was unaware of how the door bell might give some reverse currents for some wires were loosened. He opened his eyes only to charismatic sunlight that kissed his forehead peeping through the glimpse of window panes with the dust particles hovering confusingly, the blanket upon him could cover the sun that dawned and he went into the deep spaces which he had never seen, he saw a black dimension with a faraway hole blazing the light in his eyes as he woke up upon an unburdened eyelid.
"Daddy, daddy! we are late for the school papa! I am ready, you drop me today!", He said in a excited high pitch which would show the innocence filling the equation of age.
It was only to a moment that the home was quiet upon a mouth that could swallow breathtaking shock and with the sighing breathe, his dad looking at his tiny and smile widened lips exclaimed to his own ridge of thought and said,
"No we are not going school today, we are taking a holiday, she is coming home, won't you see her?"
His son's face had glown as if that is what his heart has longed for, from the past few month he could only speak few words to her tired soul living onto her pills and treatment, now he could finally hold her fingers and annoy her every morning in the rush of school.
There was a siren buzzing and his father knew these sirens are not heard by his son's little ears for there was the van with a ridden bed letting her head down to the pillow and she was not awakened to see the crimson sun, that day the dawn and dusk collided for her closed eyes
The walls were echoing a suspicious voice and forcing his dad to unlie the sweetness and speak some bitterness that will unmask his nonchalant face
"She is not treated beta, she won't be like before", after all coming to the break of whether to speak or halt, his dad uttered with a deep breathe.
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