Hehes er yea i guess i made another one =P
hm now i'm just gona post stories and poems one at a time so a particular fussy whiny person cant compare them =D
Life’s Aspiration
It was twilight when Leo Summers was running. He didn’t know why or where, but he was running. He recalled having ran through umpteen tables and chairs and finally dashing out of a restaurant through the postern. After that, all he did was run.
He made his way through dark alleys. He made it in time, in time to see his best friend and confidant, David Roth being shot at again. The shooter fled the scene swiftly. Leo ran quickly to his friend’s aid. Blood was oozing out of his chest. Leo was clueless as to what to do. He tried to recollect the contents of the book he read about treating wounds. However, not a single thing came to his mind.
He regretted not having read the book thoroughly. He felt absolutely helpless. More blood gushed out.
He took in a deep breath and shouted, ‘HELP!!!’
*****
Leo was reading a book on treating gunshot wounds while waiting for his father outside of his high school when David snuck up onto him.
‘Boo!!’
Leo jumped up with a start. ‘Gosh, you scared me! Don’t ever do that again!’
David took a glance at the book his friend was reading and gave him the ‘there’s-got-to-be-a-reason-for-this’ look he was so accustomed to doing as Leo usually did extraordinary things out of the blue moon. Leo was never the hardworking type and he rarely read books.
‘Well, in fact, there is! You see, my ambition is to become a doctor. It is what I aspire to be! It’ll definitely feel good to save lives. Besides, I’ve been having weird dreams about you getting shot in a dark alley somewhere. Perhaps I’m meant to save you. But this stuff is really complex! I don’t understand a thing. I wonder how on earth am I going to be a doctor.’
David gave his friend one of his common cordial smiles. ’Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re going to turn out to be a fine doctor. Oh and you must learn more about medicine to ‘save’ me. I’m counting on you.’
‘Hey this is no laughing matter! What if the dream comes true? Seriously, you should stay away from dark alleys no matter what. Okay? Promise me.’
David was moved by his friend’s concern for him. ‘Alright, I promise. Well, my father’s here. I have got to go. See you tomorrow at the restaurant, okay? Oh and good luck with that doctor stuff!’
‘Right! I’ll try my very best. Bye!’
*****
‘Apply pressure… Wrap with clean cloth… If bullet is embedded do not try to extract… May cause infection…’ Leo mumbled to himself while reading. ‘Ah, this is really hard. Perhaps I’m not meant to be a doctor. And I’m just too darn lazy. But what about that dream? Hmm, I suppose dreams are just mere dreams. Nothing will happen, right, right?’ he quizzed himself.
Leo tossed the book onto his bed. At that time, his phone rang.
‘Hello, Jennifer? What’s up?’
‘What’s up? Is that all you can say? Today’s your birthday! Oh, we’ll be going to the restaurant at seven thirty. Is that okay with you?’
‘Sure, no problem. See you there?’
‘Right! Okay, bye.’
Leo looked at his watch. It was six thirty. ‘I better get ready then…’
Later , Leo arrived at the King’s Bistro, a trim looking café half an hour late. He saw all his friends there – except for David Roth.
‘Hey guys! Thanks for coming and I’m sorry for being late, the roads were congested. But… Where’s David?’
Jennifer answered, ‘Oh, he says his father will be dropping him off at the back entrance and he may be a little late.’
‘What! But he’ll be going through dark alleys!’
‘Yeah, Leo. That’s what they have in back entrances,’ Jennifer replied cynically.
No sooner than she had said that, Leo was racing through numerous chairs and tables. He ignored his friends’ calls and finally he dashed out of the restaurant through the back exit. After that, all he did was run.
His heart beat faster and faster with every fleeting moment. Adrenaline rushed through his body. ‘Please, please, please. Don’t let my dream come true,’ he pleaded in his heart.
He made it through dark alleys. He made it in time, David waved at him. Leo’s heart started to beat regularly again, his tension released. ‘I knew that dream wouldn’t come true after all,’ he thought.
Leo Summers thought those thoughts a little too early. He was dead wrong. After that, everything seemed like a déjà vu to him. He watched it all happen as his dream turned into reality; all of it in the blink of an eye.
David Roth could not comprehend why the person in front of him was pointing a gun at him. Certainly it was not robbery as he was wearing the cheapest of things and not revenge or anything since he did not know that person - there were no plausible motives behind this assault.
An ear-piercing gunshot could be heard echoing through the alleys and then a deafening silence followed. Before he knew it, he was lying on the cold cemented pathway.
Leo went to his friend’s aid but could do very little. He could not remember a single thing and he felt the familiar feeling of helplessness. More blood gushed out from David’s chest.
He shouted desperately for help but his plea was unanswered.
David moaned weakly, ‘I’m sorry… I couldn’t... keep my promise about the alley… But you have to promise me… Promise me… you’ll be a doctor when you grow up… Save lives…’
David took in his last breath.
‘Yes, of course… I’ll do that,’ Leo muttered in between his sobs.
*****
Leo Summers was in one of the many operating rooms in his private hospital, the Summers Medical Centre. In front of him lay his patient, Lisa who was suffering from a massive heart failure. The operation was to transplant a new heart into her, saving her life and enabling her body to function.
For a moment, his mind flashed back to the phase of his life where he studied medicine. He worked very, very hard and often burned the midnight oil. Finally, he graduated and received an internship. Fast forward a few years, he was a very successful surgeon and decided to open up his own hospital. Then, he started to think of the reason he pursued medicine in the first place.
Leo was knocked out of his reverie by the nurse. Then, he started the meticulous operation. The patient was given an anesthetic. Scalpel in hand, he made an incision on Lisa’s chest with absolute caution. Soon, he called out commands such as ‘clamp’ or ‘suction’. After 8 arduous hours, he sewed the patient up.
‘Right, the operation was successful,’ he thought to himself. Now he could only wait to see if the patient’s body would accept the heart.
Leo exited the operating room with a feeling of content. Yes, another life was saved. All was well.
