Chapter 115

Am I a bad weed for the Lord to take me that long?

I don’t know why He still lets me live in this world. I have no reason to live. I give it all up. I gave up everything. I gave up. If only I knew that my life was going like this… I wish He would have taken my life when my car crashed into a tree. I wish He would have taken my life right there. I should have given up right then and there.

But He still let me live…

I felt dismayed when I still heard a familiar voice right now. I couldn’t even open my eyes, but my ears were open, and listening to them.

My heart broke when I felt my father sobbing and holding my hand tightly; he held it as if his sanity was in my hand.

“You are strong… Kennedy. please fight for us, fight for your sister, for the years we’ve lost…” His voice broke.

He already knows… I wonder what his reaction was when he found out about the real me. I’d rather not wake up to his screaming voice. I can’t afford to accept that I was one