I laid him on my bed.

I got bimpo and water, when I came back I heard him say something.

"P-Papa..."

"Dad?" I asked myself.

"P-Pa, don't leave me p-please..." He raised his hand as if to reach for something but his eyes were still closed.

Is this girl dreaming?

I came to him and sat on the edge of the bed, I held his hand and stared at his face.

She still looks beautiful even though she's pale, she's still beautiful even without makeup...it's just a little oily.

she's the second woman I've met who doesn't wear makeup...my mommy, it's simple if she dresses not artfully, whatever she wears...