lar

ssion with my patients who refused to pay for their sessions. All they tal

ey took the liberty of coming again

ifty-year-old man who lost one of his legs in a factory accident, and ever since then, he had lost every bit of respect he deserved

ays, Hillary. They won

ning to his stories, I found out that there were some people I was st

as lying on my desk and took out a dollar bill. "Find something to eat

nk you. I should be paying you for the therapy sessions, but every time I come,

me." I smiled at him and took his

ide to pick up the phone. I greeted my dad's specialist joyfully, but I was

ng okay?" Ga

a few blocks from my office, which gave me an advantage as I didn't have to take a bus. As I ran towards the hospital, I thought

ward and pulled the clothes off my father's body. "Dad!" I kneeled beside him and burst into tears. My heart broke when I saw

he aisle but you left me. " I cried. I couldn't believe my father was dead. I slapped his bare chest, thinking he would wake up, but it was futile. "Wake up, Dad!" I

m my father's body, but I stayed glued to him. "He is

rrow. He didn't fulfill his promise to me. Was that how people die? My father was gone, and all I had of

use he was all I had, but Death had something else

r debts for you to bury

ee every day die just like that and are buried a

because he told me my father was goi

is body couldn't take the pain anymore. Before he died, he

ast time made my heart hurt. "Dad!" I cried and ran out of the ward as I couldn't watch as my father was pulled away on the stretcher. I did

ed hair as I stared at the sky. I took a deep breath and pointed to the sky. "God!" I yelled. "You are cruel and unfair. I hate the universe you created because people die and i

od beside me using a crutch as a supporter. I couldn't see the man's face, but from his body language, I could tell he was muscular. The man helped h

ng. "Are you insane? What the hell are you doing, you fool?" I rushed to grab his right hand and tried to

a stern tone. "Pretend you never saw me

going to

s hand free from mine and tried to jump. Befor

t would happen if another person died on my watch. The man tried all he could to free his hand from my grip, but I didn't give up. "God, I'm so

backward and landed on top of me. "Thank you, God!

ed so

e out of my thoughts as I had forgotten about the weight

the sky. "Can you believe that universe? I saved someone! " I closed my eyes and muttered a praye

I noticed that something was wrong with him. "You need this?" I offered my hand to help him, but he slapped it away with his l

lfish. I jus

r help." There goes hi

but I'm here to help you." I offered my hand aga

d and feet were as stiff as a rock, and I didn't detect any movement

ing to the rooftop. When they saw me, they rushed towards me and

oice was just as powerful as the suicide man'

ack." I retorted. "This man here tried to commit suici

em? " The hefty man who asked me who I questioned the suicide man a

mething." I said to the men. "I don't know who you are and I don't want to know. He might be owing you some amount of money, which

his!" The suic

ark on the rooftop and the only illumination was the moon. "I give people therapy sessions and most of my patients don't pay as they can't afford it. Just come and register and you can pay anytime you wish. " I dipped my hand into my pocke

if he heard that I sa