It's another slow and quiet night. I'm home alone and I don't feel so good. As I go about my evening, I keep hearing an old man calling for attention..
There's a bedridden old man in one of our neighbor's house. And on some nights he calls for attention for whatever reason he may have and nobody comes to attend to him. I feel a pain in my chest as I am reminded of my mom who is very much in a similar situation.
I already have my bus ticket for December 6 and I can't wait to get on that bus. I'm coming to see you soon Mama and Papa!
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