1 PROMOTION

was an entity that was not quite clear whether he was in an absence or not. I am aware that the strength I feel in the depths of my soul with my whole self, knowing the existence of the obstacle in front of me, but the strength I feel up to my bone marrow is a proof that I can actually destroy this obstacle at any cost if I want to.

AND I WILL DO ..!

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It's always like this, my life was like a classic Turkish movie. It was quiet but just as loud. I was in an inconsistency where I felt numb and felt the same amount of pain right up to my bone marrow. As I was swimming in the cool waters of life, I actually felt that my throat was drying out from thirst. I am tired, yes, I am only seventeen and tired and so desperate.

While I was in a deep darkness, I gently opened my eyes to the sunlight. The image that was slowly getting clearer seemed quite foreign to me. After looking around I realized that I was not at home. So where was I?

With all my strength, I got up with a great blast from the bed. While I felt a deep pain in my arm, I turned my eye towards my arm. My tired brain was once again on its way to the river flowing into a sea of ​​obscurity.

As I take myself from the dark thoughts inside me

"Is it serum?"

So what am I in the hospital now? But why? Then, as I was detaching myself from that eternal obscurity, from the only thing that was impossible for me to reach and I could not afford to do, the thing that freezes my mind came to mind.

My mother, I have no mother! He can't be alone. I could not get out of bed. With my loudest voice that burns with a majesty

"MOTHER!"

I shouted. I did not want the world in order to remain orderly in my disorder, I was confused.

I felt like tearing everything down, my mother couldn't stay alone, what would she do without me? She couldn't take her medication, either.

I gathered myself to stand up for a moment. I should have done this. I tried to gather strength by clenching my teeth. I tried to press my arms to the bed to carry my body. But!

"No, no, it can't be, it's not possible."

My left arm, I could not feel my left arm, I did not know how I was in a dead end. This tragedy will not come out.

I don't understand why it happened like this.

God damn I didn't remember anything.

While my painful screams keep their rule in the hospital room

The unbearable pain inside me was growing steadily. It was as if my throat was knotted, the pain was so deep inside me that I was inhaling the pain in my pale tube, not the air, and I screamed. I couldn't control my tears as my hoarse voice echoed in the room. My intermittent sobbing reflected my pain like a mirror.

The only thing I could do was cry.

I was feeling more powerless than ever before. The words that I was trying hard to spell poured from my lips one by one.

"Help me please, I don't feel my arm. Help me. I can't stand it anymore!"

My crying sentences had inflamed the fire inside me, my hiccups were increasing gradually.

The nurse came in, must have heard my voice. He started talking to calm me down. But while I could not suppress my sadness, it was impossible for anyone else to do this.

When he realized that I was not going to calm down, he inserted the needle on the bedside table into my arm without stopping for a second. After about a minute, I gave myself to the blurred thoughts of weakness.

I realized that the weakness in my whole body was taking over my brain now.

Tons of weight on my eyelids prevented me from keeping them open and scratching my resistance. I was defeated in the war I waged with difficulty and surrendered myself to sleep.

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Hello everyone, I thank everyone who read my book. Some words may be wrong, I am a Turkish writer and unfortunately my English is not very good, I am sure that you will understand :)