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חיפוש בבמה

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מדורי במה







שחר דארק-מון
/ Two Weeks Notice

Chapter 1 - The Discovery
Death.
An awful, terrible thing.
Nobody wants to die.
People say that death is the worst thing that can happen.

Is It?

White Dark-Moon was a 15 years old ordinary boy.
At least, other people thought so.
He knew that he wasn't ordinary.
When he was 12 years old, the doctors in "Midnight" Hospital
found out that he had a dangerous and mysterious disease.
Once a while, White felt excruciating pain.
The pain was indescribable.
He felt like many knives are stabbing at him at the same
time, without stopping.
The doctors didn't find a medication for his disease.
He was the first one that came to them with that disease,
and they were perplexed.
And he knew that one day he will die. However, he didn't
know when.
On his 15-birthday party, the phone rang.
It was Dr. Brown, his family doctor.
"I'm sorry that I have to say it to you on your birthday,
but this is urgent. You have to come to the hospital as fast
as you can, with one of your parents."
White hanged-up, and he and his mother went to the
hospital.
He was afraid.
He felt that the doctor is going to tell him what he didn't
want to hear.
He was afraid from death.
White and his mother entered the doctor's room.
Dr. Brown was serious and nervous.
He told them to sit down.
"I am truly sorry", said Dr. Brown quietly. "We discovered
something awful. The powerful and hurtful stage of the
disease is going to start".
White's mother, Phoebe, started to cry.
"What does it mean?" she asked quietly.
The doctor didn't answer.
After five minutes, White started to talk. "Am I going to
die?" he asked.
"I'm sorry White, but I can't answer you that. Nothing is
su-", Dr. Brown started to talk but White interrupted him.
"Am-I-going-to-die?" he screamed.
"I'm sorry. I am so sorry, but I have to tell you the truth.
You are going to die. Your results showed us that you have
two weeks to live. You are powerful boy. It has been
pleasure to meet you, White Dark-Moon.", Dr. Brown said
while White started to cry.
"So... what am I going to do now?  Tell me what I need to
do."
"I'm suggesting you, to do what you always wanted." answered
Dr. Brown and left them in the room.









Chapter 2 - White's Decision
'I'm going to die.'
'I'm going to die.'
'I'm going to die'
'In two weeks, I won't be here anymore'.
White Dark-Moon sat in his room, and thought about the
terrible tidings.
'What am I going to do now?' he asked himself, 'should I
tell it? Or should I wait until I'll die without saying
goodbye?'
White fell asleep after 4 hours of thinking about his
death.

In the morning, White felt terrible, he didn't even go to
school.
At 2 o'clock, his best friend, John Duff, phoned him.
"White?" he asked.
"Yes?"
"Why didn't you come to school today? Is everything all
right?"
"I'm sorry John, but I won't come to school anymore, I
think."
"And why is that?"
"Because I'm going to die."
"What are you saying? Are you laughing at me? Don't ever say
that!"
"I wish I were laughing at you", White whispered, "I will
explain it to you, today or tomorrow."
"Can I come over?" John asked.
"I thing so... yes, you can come here".
"I'll be there soon", John said and hanged-up.

After 10 minutes, John entered White's room. He saw White
was crying.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Have you noticed that I disappeared from my birthday party
yesterday?"
"Of course, but why do you ask?"
"Because I needed to go to the hospital."
"Why? Are you sick or something?"
"Yes, I am. I'm sick for 3 years now. I have a dangerous
disease. Yesterday, the doctor told me that I'm going to die
in two weeks."
"What?! It can't be true! There is a mistake, I'm sure!"
John said angrily.
"You don't know how it feels, you thing that you are going
to die every day, every hour, every minute", White started
to talk after 5 minutes of silence, "I don't want to feel
that way. I don't deserve it." he started to cry again.
"White, I don't know what to say. Honestly. I'm so sorry...
What are you going to do now?" John asked.
"I don't know. Dr. Brown told me to do what I've always
wanted."
"So... what do you want to do?"
"I thing I will die soon... as soon as possible..."







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לשלוח את היצירה למישהו להדפיס את היצירה
היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
"יוסי,"
היא אמרה לי
בחיוך,
"אתה יודע מה
אני אוהבת בך?"

"מה?" שאלתי.

"כלום." היא
ענתה בחיוך
מתוק.


תרומה לבמה




בבמה מאז 17/1/05 22:38
האתר מכיל תכנים שיתכנו כבלתי הולמים או בלתי חינוכיים לאנשים מסויימים.
אין הנהלת האתר אחראית לכל נזק העלול להגרם כתוצאה מחשיפה לתכנים אלו.
אחריות זו מוטלת על יוצרי התכנים. הגיל המומלץ לגלישה באתר הינו מעל ל-18.
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