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Chapter 8

Author: Pineapple Lover
Mom broke down. She looked at me, let out a sharp scream, and collapsed.

The house descended into chaos.

Jonathan called an ambulance.

Both Mom and Mathias were taken to the hospital.

I went too because my nose started bleeding again and wouldn’t stop.

The doctors treated me immediately. My nasal cavity was packed with gauze, so I could only breathe through my mouth.

In the hospital room, Mom woke up. She sat by my bed, clutching the diagnosis report, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Why? Why did
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  • A Life Without Sunlight   Chapter 8

    Mom broke down. She looked at me, let out a sharp scream, and collapsed.The house descended into chaos.Jonathan called an ambulance.Both Mom and Mathias were taken to the hospital.I went too because my nose started bleeding again and wouldn’t stop.The doctors treated me immediately. My nasal cavity was packed with gauze, so I could only breathe through my mouth.In the hospital room, Mom woke up. She sat by my bed, clutching the diagnosis report, sobbing uncontrollably."Why? Why did this happen? You’re still so young…"Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I was wrong… I was really wrong…" She grabbed my hand, tears and mucus smearing across my skin.I looked at her and felt… nothing."Mom, stop crying," I said, my voice muffled. "It’s loud."She instantly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound, but the tears kept falling.Mathias sat on the bed beside mine. After his wounds were treated, he looked like a tattered rag doll. He stared at me blankly. The hatred was gone

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    "The doctor said that if there’s no intervention, it could happen at any time…"He didn’t finish the sentence, but I understood. I could die at any moment."That’s good." I smiled faintly. "Sooner than I expected."Jonathan looked at my smile, something bleak flickering in his eyes. "Tyler, you’re only eighteen.""So what if I am? Some people live to eighty and are still just walking corpses. I’ve lived eighteen years. That’s enough."Just then, a commotion erupted downstairs. Mom was crying and shouting."Mom, I don’t want to live anymore! I can’t do this anymore!"Mathias.He was here.I frowned.Jonathan stood up. "Stay here. I’ll go take a look.""I’m coming too." I threw off the blanket."You—""I want to see." I wanted to see what Mathias had become in this life after being crushed by reality.Jonathan didn’t stop me. He helped me up, supporting me as we slowly made our way downstairs.The living room was in chaos.Mathias was kneeling on the floor, covered in inj

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