"You can 't come Jason they won 't let you in!" My mother raised her voice, "You have school tomorrow and you have to sleep!". I took a breath, "mom, I don 't care I must see her!" I snap, "I dont care about anything or anyone I am coming with you!"
"No your not"
"Mom I don 't want anything to happen and if something does then I have to be there one last time!" My mother glances at me and says," Alright. Fine. But you will go to school tomorrow even if your dead tired". I grab my jacket and we hurry to the car. I glance at my phone and see the time, 9:46 alright. As we park in Overlook we head into the ICU building. There is a whole floor just empty, and I start feeling terrified. I walk into the main room and head to the surgic area
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I start to get frustrated and I walk to the break room to see some relatives in the same situation. As I greet everyone we all mourne in sadness for a while and pray. I can 't take this! This is taking too long and it 's only gods word for her. I suddenly forgot to cope. But all of a sudden after seeing the clock strike midnight above the doors a nurse comes.
"Ahem", she cleared her throat.
"So?" My aunt asked,
"We have successfully removed it from her brain and we have her at rest and calm" We all, full of relief, cheered and hugged one another and thanked god for the miracle. But to my extend, we visited the evening on the day after. I told my mother to go upstairs first and I 'll buy something for her at the shop down there. I copped some flowers and a nice balloon. We all got to see her and she remembered my relatives and my mother just fine. I stepped into the room and I my grandmother looked at me right away,
"Are you in the wrong room young boy" she asked in Arabic.
"No, grandma, it 's me Jason."