Where We Belong

A Story by Lizardo

I found a place, where we belong

I found a place

Where we belong

I was sitting in a chair in front of my father. He was laying on his bed, breathing, lifeless, eyes close as he breathe heavely through the device. The cardiograph making beaping sounds every time he breath. Me and my sister where a the hospital, she was standing up while I sitted right next to him, just watching him.

The window was half-open, it showed a depressive scence. Dark clouds with little sunlight coming to the surface. I felt a cold wind running through my body, it made me shiver.

My sister was a doctor there, so she would check upon our father every week. Yes indeed, he has been here weeks, but today was the day. The day that he was departing home.

She stood silently looking at him. not a single word on the room.

"I...I...so... sorry..." Said our father, desperetly trying to talk

I jump out of my seat, my sister came to his side too.

"I... never...gave.. you...both..time" He said again, the cardiograph now making a little noise. His heartrate dropping tremendously fast.

"Dad, you need to calm down" My sister said putting her hand on his forehead.

"It's only going to make worst" She said.

"It's...already..worst..." He said

"Son" he said looking at me.

"I'm sorry" A tear drop from his watery eyes.

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry" I said, tears forming in my eyes

"I'm sorr for everything, I'm really really sorry" I said crying.

"for how I have been"