Jane sat beside her mother holding her mother’s hand gently. It had been two weeks already and she still had not woken up yet.
What if she never woke up?
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she squeezed her mother’s hand just hoping the unbelievable would happen.
The ray of hope was almost all lost in Jane’s mind.
The thought of losing her mother was too unbearable.
Who would believe that, through all this, everything could be back to normal?
Was Jane just deceiving herself that her mother could never forgive her?
Her mother always mercifully forgave her… but after all this?
Her heart sank as she looked at her mother.
Was there no hope?
Would her mother leave her forever? Was the lie true? Jane hated to think she would, but was it reality?
But was there still a glimpse of hope… could there be hope?
Jane pinched herself to see if she would wake up and be done with this nightmare.
Unfortunately, this nightmare was reality. She wanted to be a regular nine-year-old who didn’t have to deal with a life-changing problem.
She sighed and sat back in her chair, both thoughts enticed her to try to believe them… but which one was right?
Jane knew which one she wanted to believe… she wanted to believe that there was hope for the future.
She knew she would have to be fair to both sides, she knew that even accidents had consequences.
Nevertheless, how could she know if it was only a dream?
Jane looked at her mother and squeezed her hand, hoping for hope. She needed hope.
Hannah Chou is a 12- year old Classical Conversations student. She does calligraphy and was a journalist for the Classical Conversations newspaper. You can find out more about Hannah at pingpennpaper.wordpress.com