It was a week since my mother visited the hospital and she was showing life and becoming better and I was so happy. Schools closed and I went to get my end-year report, which harboured good news. I excelled in my class. Although I was a grade A student, considering the circumstances, I never thought I could obtain position two. My mother was so happy and I could sense that she was so proud of me. Days passed and my mother became sick again and we took her to hospital again and the doctors reported that they didn't see anything different from the last time she was there.They encouraged us to continue with the medication they gave us. My mother's health was deteriorating and we couldn't do anything. "My daughter, I have exhausted all the options I had. Now it's time to consult your grandparents". It was my stepfather. By the way, my mother married my stepfather as my father passed on years back when I was eight years old, after a short illness, so I have been staying with my mom and stepfather. My mother has two girls ,me and my sister, but we have different fathers. I am the youngest. My sister stays with grandma. I was so stressed because I knew my grandmother cannot stand my sight, but there was nothing I could do. He took his phone and called her, while on his phone I could read his facial expression that the person on the line was not making things easier . Knowing my grandmother ,it was clear she was lashing at him. Before sunset, my mom's condition was drastically deteriorating and we ended up taking her to hospital where she was admitted. I was the one lodging for my mother so that I could help her with bathing and everything. The other lodgers looked at me with pitiful eyes as I was the youngest logder.