Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 116

“ You must stay awake while the doctor arrives” she tells me. “Here he is”. A white doctor walks into the room. He has blond, bushy hair and wears a thing around his neck. He stays with me until I am strong enough to go to my new house. He puts me in a wheelchair and pushes me into the waiting room. Abo and Ali are waiting for me holding hands and smiling. “ We missed you Aarush” says my Abo says. “You did?” I ask with disbelief. “Of course we did” Replied my father. He gave me a big hug and said the strongest words in the world. “I’m Sorry”