a story of a dead boy

     ok. this is d story about one boy-unknown....a piece of the whole writting of him in his diary...

     I dont wanna die. Im still young. I dont know. this brain tumor is getting bigger to huge. as if there is a weightlifter on my head. Headache is a norm for me. the worst was that day; starting from the moment i wake up till the night i felt the pain. its like God's gonna take my life that very moment. Panadol (paracetamol) isn't working enough. Ponstan? Nah! useless; adding more pain.

     my hair started to fall in great numbers, like the leaves in autum. each time i bath and shampooing, my hair become lesser. being bole maybe at the end. feeling so don when i think about my hair that probably would end up like britney spears' ; of coz naturally bold-lah...

     I was pretty sure that the hair loss was the only changes that happened but when one day, the mirror discovered something else ; me eyes!!! they r getting worst. that stupid MO said that my specs is not suitable for my eyes nomore.. my white eyes become darker and redish. when i threw away my specs, i can see nothing ; i cant even see my own hands ; barely can see other things... would this brain tumor effects my ability to see the world???

     thats all for now...pity boy! is this gonna be a hit japanese drama sooner or later as the 'one litre of tears 2'....huhu, i dont knoe. just hope n wish that boy would appreciate whats left in his remaining lifespan...

Comments

[Hafizah]

brain tumor?

[ajim]

pasal saper ko citer nie?
kawan lama ko ker?
yg maner satu?..