The sun rose in a hurry, as if trying to make up for setting so early the evening before, bouncing into the sky line like a great fiery yo-yo and sending what was left of the moon packing. The sky, with blatant disregard for the overuse of alliteration, was a brilliantly bright baby blue, and perched picturesquely on the leafty branches of the trees in the park below, birds sang. A bit like Britney Spears without the eye candy. Another wish of mine is granted. Morning, after all is all a patient could wish for to see everyday. For us, morning is a new day, new hope and new life.
We are all stuck in this building where you can hear sirens everyday outside and the weeping sound of men inside the building. This building is like any other building in the city of Big Apple. It is artistically built. It has many doors, windows and ventilators. The rooms are furnished with descent articles of furniture. But the furniture in this building is different from household furniture in many ways. Each room is provided with different styles of beds. The surroundings of this building were quite attractive, neat and clean. Unlike houses, each room has a garden in front of it. It adds to the beauty of the building.
But there is one special place in this building where I love to hang out and enjoy my morning. It’s like an urban forest where you can see the breath taking view of the massive skyscraper of Big Apple and at the same time surrounded by the greens. Sometimes, I would lay down on the floor that is covered with artificial green and smell the fragrance of different flowers. Today I decided to sit on the wooden bench. It was the kind of bench where young Romeos took their sweethearts at sunrise, in the fervent hope that the romantic view of the sun setting higher than any skyscraper in this city.
Except that I don’t have any Romeos. I would always spend hours and hours here to enjoy myself as if I’m sitting on top of the world. When I look around and all you can see are the blue skies and sunshine. Those days don’t come around all the time but when they do, you take a step back and realize how great life is. I myself have had quite a few days like that and let me tell you how I wished they never ended. And though the twenty-four hours time span we refer as a day may be over it is a mere drop in the ocean of time we have in our lives and enjoying every minute is the only way to live.
There will always be good days and bad days in our lives. However, the extraordinary days are those who live in difficulty through the stories of the old and have been. For life is a struggle and each day is a challenge. I am, as always, in treatment. I have a talk therapist and a psychiatrist who tries to help me with medication. The talk therapist is helping me to get over with the tragic accident that happen to me five years ago when God brings my family to heaven and rest in peace. Since then, I am an orphan.
The only relatives I have now happen to be the famous doctor in this city, Dr Roosevelt. He takes me in and cares me like his daughter and assigns a psychiatrist who he trusts in his skills to cure me. Since then, Dr Leonidas have been my doctor and companion. Dr Leonidas is just like a brother to me since I lost Zach. He would come and spend some time when he has no patient to check on or off duty with me, so does Uncle Roosevelt and the other nurses and doctors here. They have become a part of my family for I have live here since the past few years.
Whenever I am allow to wonder around by myself in this building where I got green lights from Dr Leonidas, I would come up here at the rooftop or stroll around the different floors in this building. The difference in an outside of this building is that outside here the building is a very busy city filled with busy New Yorkers while inside is filled with perfect silence everywhere in the ward. The silence of the ward is broken by the gentle footsteps of a doctor, a nurse or their words of sympathy to the victim’s or patient family.
It is only seven-thirty in the morning and I am up here chilling myself out with the melodious singing of the birds and all of a sudden is interrupt by my ‘Up All Night’ ringtone sang by my one and only favorite boy band in the whole wide world, One Direction. I slowly pick out my Samsung Galaxy Ace from my white satin silk dress pocket while humming along with the melody of the song and look at the caller ID before I swipe ‘Answer’. “Get your arse over here in ward 912 right now! ” was all I could listen before the person over the line hung up.
And yes, that rude yet caring caller was from none other than Dr Leonidas. I quickly have a good view if this beautiful scenery before head down to my ward and have my freedom only around my ward. As I am walking back to my four walls box that is located at the ninth floor, all the nurses and doctors that I pass by are all giving me a big broad smile and wished me ‘Happy Birthday’. As the distance to my ward is getting shorter, I mumbled under my breath in dissatisfaction because Dr Leonidas interrupt my morning.
Once I twist open the door knob and is ready to speak my complain, I see no sight of Dr Leonidas or anyone in the room. I walk up to my bed and saw a piece of note lying on my white cushy mattress. It states ‘Go to the living room at the third floor’, I thought to myself ‘well, that was weird’ because at normal times we would celebrate my birthday in my room. Once again, I found myself alone at this ninth floor and walk to the lift and push the ‘Down’ button. While waiting for the lift, I tapped my foot on the floor while enjoying the melody of the guitar being played through the speaker. Ding…” the sound of the lift indicates that it had reached ninth floor and is ready to transport anyone who wishes to go down to the other floor. I stepped in and press the third floor button. In seconds, I found myself reached the third floor. I stroll along the hallway with light pace, not looking forward to what is happening at the living room. Twisting open one of the two door knob, knowing Dr Leonidas would be here, I called out to him and say “Dr Leonidas, don’t you know that I don’t like…” before I could finish up my sentence, I hear “Surpriseee! by a massive group of doctors, nurses and patient in this building and the five boys that I’ve been dying to meet, Niall Horan, Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik and Liam Payne, standing tall in front of me with present each on their hands. I was so surprised that you could have knocked me over with a feather, while my eyes open wide like a gold fish and my mouth is as round as an ‘o’ shape. Words could not describe how surprised I feel right now. I could feel my jaw was about to drop and that’s when Dr Leonidas close them back by appearing next to me and handed me my present from him.
Then, the five boys gave me a present and I was brought to sit down on a chair and the doctors, nurses, and of course, the boys gave their speech. I learned that they were here early in the morning to pay me a visit by surprising me and there idea to surprise me on my birthday was came up by Dr Leonidas. Quickly, I could feel the guilt wash through me as I was about to scold him for spoiling my morning just now. After the speech, the boys perform a few of their songs which include What Makes You Beautiful, Little Things, Moments, Summer Love and I get to request any song I like which I request Use Somebody.
I was sitting down at the cushy chair while listening to their voices. And I took time to notice the outfit they were all wearing. As the time flies, they have sang finish the song. The remaining time was given to me to social with them and gets to know them. Dr Leonidas could not stay there for the whole time as he has patients to attend to, so does the other doctors and nurses. Before they left for their interview at a radio station nearby, they walk me back to my ward and we did chit-chat a bit.
When the time is up, we bid each other goodbye and I earn a lot of hugs from them and a kiss at the cheek. At that moment, I am sure any other girls in this city would do anything to be in my position. Then, their security guard, Paul, came to the room and escorts them out. Once they left, I take a deep breath and adjust myself for what had transpired just now. Then, I open the presents I got from everybody with new joy each present I open. I thought to myself, this has got to be the best birthday I ever had. I looked at the clock on the wall and it shows ten-thirty.
I got up from the bed and inched myself slowly to the balcony outside my ward. I breathe in deeply to the light breeze of the morning. When I am breathing in the oxygen from the nature, I feel my breathing labored. I felt weak like an old woman in her eighty’s doing exercise, like I could barely walk. My body was trembling and sweating. Waves of what felt like paralysis pulsed through me and I know that He have come and take me home. After what seems like forever, I feel myself lifted up and see the sun shines magnificently. That was the most amazing morning I had ever seen.