Chapter Fifteen: “FUYU”

It's cold, and the weather is getting worse. Looking at the calendar, it's December 26. My hand hurts so badly, and my body is in pain. I spent all this time since October in this small room, grabbing the pen and writing. I was so totally focused that I didn't know how these days passed. Looking out the window, the tree is no longer there. I don't feel that I can continue writing; has my pen had enough? Or are my feelings vanishing? I don't even want to read or know what the pen wrote on those papers. The night is here, it's too dark, and I feel warm and calm embracing this dark view.

"FUYU, wake up; it's 7 a.m.; time to wake up and go to school."

My mom is in the room.

"Wake up, darling, it's time," she said, smiling and waiting for me.

"Your dad will give you a ride today."

"OK, mom, I'll be ready".

Leaving the bed and going straight to the window, I checked the beautiful tree in front of the window. The leaves are brown and yellow; how beautiful.