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MANIK POV
Dear diary/dad
It's my time now...
I've just lost you to a disease that is killing people all over the world never thought that I, myself, would battle with the same disease and I never thought I would lose someone so close to me due to cancer.
I've been acting like an old jerk dad. Hung out with my old friends, picked up girls whenever I could, and dumped all of my good friends. I wasn't able to push Nandini away, so I made sure she hated me and would drop me without hesitation
And that's what she did...
I mean, why wouldn't she? I kissed her, ignored her for weeks, and moved on with someone else
This was the only way to forget about cancer and about Nandini. This was the only way I could love for maybe a few months without people treating me like a walking human that was about to die at any moment
Sometimes I wish I could just go up to her and tell her everything. But I'm not ruining her life because I have these feelings
These feelings are just a phase that I'm sure I'll get past
Even though my grades are a nightmare and nobody could understand what happened to me, I was still holding on to Islam...I was reading Quran as much as possible, which,I felt was the only thing that was keeping me above water
Life is throwing surprises at us every day and sometimes we do stuff we, ourselves, don't understand.
Sometimes it's better not to think about some things otherwise those thoughts would kill the only thing that as keeping us alive
Anyway, maybe we'll meet soon dad
Love Manik
I promised myself to keep a diary until the day I wouldn't be able to write anymore, not as a memory that I could look back at later, but as a method to write everything out before it drives me crazy. I don't have really anyone to talk to as I pushed everyone away. And it's not like I could look back at a memory if I'm not alive anymore...
Okay no! I'm not thinking about this stuff anymore.
I threw my diary under my bed so nobody could find it and picked up my jacket and my wallet. Before I left my room I took a quick look around and saw Quran laying on my desk, I shook my head, went downstairs, and closed the front door behind me.
MOM: "And where are you going mister? It's almost 7 pm." she asked when she just pulled on the drive-way
"Out with some friends. And mom doesn't wait up" I finished and drove off like a manic
Let's erase these thoughts for a few hours.
Some friends invited me to a party a few blocks from where I lived. Of course, I accepted the invitation, how couldn't I.
I arrived at the party and I immediately saw my friends standing in the middle of the room doing beer pong, of course...
I didn't drink alcohol anymore, the one thing I promised myself not to do
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