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Lost days, pictures fade.
A second chance, 3
Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My mom was going to be discharged today. And it is going to be the last day I'll see the little girl and Sungmin. I decided to go to the garden and spend more time with them.
As I headed down, I heard someone shout at me. "MISTER!!"
It was the little girl.

She ran towards me, opening her arms while I did the same, once she was in my hands I lifted her up and swung her around before putting her on the ground again. "Mister, you're back!"
"Yes, I'm back." I patted my head and she giggled in enjoyment. Sungmin walked behind her and gave me a little smile which meant "Hello".
"Mister, what is your name?" She tugged my shirt. I bent down and placed my hand on her tiny head, "Kyuhyun is my name, what's yours?"
"Nami" she replied as soon as she heard me asking her. I chuckled.
"Kyuhyun, this is my cousin Sungmin!" She pulled Sungmin closer to her. "Minmin, this is mister Kyuhyun!!"
"I know." He laughed. We chatted for a few minutes before my cellphone rang. I picked it up. "Oh, mom, okay, I'll be there." I put down my phone and faced Nami. "Kyuhyun has to go now, I'll see you next time!"
"Really..? Then take good good care! Bye~"
"Bye Kyuhyun." Sungmin waved.
"Bye." I replied them as I began to run in the direction of the hospital.

I didn't want to leave them, I enjoyed talking with Nami and Sungmin. And ironic how a few days ago I wanted to leave this place so much. I laughed at the memory. I finally found my mom waiting for me at the entrance of the hospital. "Sorry for making you wait." I apologized to her.
"It's okay, your father was putting the bags into the car anyway." I didn't notice we were in front of our car. "Hello father." I greeted him. He grinned at me before going into the car, which my mom and I quickly followed.

During the trip back home, I could not stop thinking about Sungmin and Nami. I wanted to get out of the car and go back to the hospital. I sighed at that thought and closed my eyes.
Soon, I drifted into a sweet dream of being in the hospital with Sungmin.

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