The South Bank Review Winter 2017 | I Remember
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I Remember

She remembered finally hearing the news, it broke her down. She walked passed the doorway as everything was rushing through her mind. She could feel her face burning up. She came in and saw her mother smiling, trying to raise her hand telling her to come closer. She sat near her and held her weak hand, it was so pale and cold. She could not bare to look at her mother’s face knowing if she did she would start crying. Her mother was hungry, though she had not eaten in days due to her condition. She told her daughter that she wanted cereal with fruit and yoghurt with a hint of sprinkled sugar. She made it perfect just the way her mother wanted it. Her mother was too weak at this moment due to the cancer shutting down her arms. Her daughter started feeding her slowly as the food kept coming out of her mouth, she had lost control of her eating. Her mother laughed slowly and said; “oh look at me I can’t do anything anymore, oh well what can anyone do now, I must have done something right in my life to have you take care of me my darling.” Her daughter smiled back and told her; “everything is going to be fine, you’re going to eat, take your medication and then we can get out of here, just the two of us wherever you want to go I’ll take you.” She carried on feeding her as her mum was looking at her daughter doing everything from, clothing her, bathing her and keeping track on when she should have her medicine.

The doctor wanted a small talk with the daughter, as she looked up and did not want to hear anything else. She looked at her mum and told her she’s coming right back, her mum smiled and told her to go, she was tired and wanted to sleep. The doctor looked at the girl and told her; “mummy’s not well, I hope you understand what I’m trying to say, she won’t get any better. I’m sorry for what you must be going through, but we are stopping her medication and maybe take her home where she can rest in peace.” Tears started falling down, she looked at the doctor in anger and said; “you do not have to talk to me like I’m a child, and yes, I am fully aware of my mum’s condition!” She ran out quickly rubbing away her tears so that her mum does not see. She went into the room and laid her head down on her mum’s hand and said she was sorry for everything, and how she did not spend as much time with her. Her mum opened her eyes and said; “whether or not I live or die, you are my daughter I raised you, I don’t want you to get into any trouble, you’ve grown up so much. Just remember that I’m always here for you, even after I’m gone. I won’t be in anymore pain.” Her mum closed her eyes and drifted off. At that moment her daughter woke up from her sleep and looked up at her mum. She tried to wake her up, she did not move, she called out her name, she did not answer, her mouth was breaking, her heart dropped down to her stomach, tears were running down her cheek, she tried to shake her, but again, she did not move. Her mum had passed on, she screamed for help as doctors ran inside and started to check her they did not have anything to say but give their condolences. 5:03am was the time of death.

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Tahmina uddin

Tahmina Uddin is currently studying her final year at London Southbank University. From a young age she had a keen interest in writing, as well as reading. These interests sparked her desire to seek a career in English. As her final year slowly comes to an end, she hopes to use her degree to pursue teaching children to better understand the English language and develop a love for reading.