Because none else around

I was gravely ill last Saturday. Suddenly shivering all over my body and I can hear my bones shaking. It’s so cold even though it’s not raining outside. My head turned heavy and I couldn't sweat. I tried to sleep after taking panadol, but it hurts so much I couldn't close my eyes. I even cried squeezing all the pain.

Even under the blanket, I couldn't stop thinking. If I were at home, my mom would take care of me. Somebody will prepare meal and force me to eat. But, I’m alone here. I have to be strong for myself. I ate each hour to bring strength. I drink gallons of water. I have to survive.

While struggling to defeat my illness, I’m thinking how precious life is. And people who stray life is so ungrateful. Yes, we never asked to be born, but life is the greatest gift God gave to a flesh and blood. No matter how hard it is, is giving up life worth it? I don’t think so. It’s because it’s hard that I strive to stand up. It’s because it’s painful I tried to relieve.  

Sorry, I have no sympathy to anyone willing to suicide. I have no sympathy to those who go wrong and stole other people’s life. I have no sympathy to those who stay home because the outside world seems too harsh. Aren't you just being spoiled? Can you stay home without your parents’ shelter? Wake up and live! Life is beautiful.

Anyway, I’m perfectly fine on Sunday morning. I hope you’re on good health as well.