We cannot say when we will live in this world. We do not hold the time when we will die. We also do not know when the people around us will disappear, until one day you will hear that they have passed away. This was my situation during the five years I was back and forth in the hospital because of my glioblastoma brain cancer. It started when I was fifteen. My life has been fixed.
The doctor said. My average survival time is 12-18 months nalang. At the age of sixteen. This is the end of my life. I still remember that day I was lying in the hospital bed. I am chasing my rest. All my parents really knew was that I was going to die. Mom even held my hand. "You can let go honey." He told me.
At that time I was ready to die. I closed my eyes and my heartbeat slowly slowed down. But, in the un
