Last Smile - According to statistics, children with leukemia do not live long...

                                                         
                                           
                        

                           



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(c) and ascii by Blade/Triumph



                   ┌──-──-─ ─          
                   : ПОСЛЕДНЯЯ УЛЫБКА :                    
                           ─ ──-──-───┘



    ...Он  проснулся от страшной боли в голове. Все тело стонало
и  требовало  опустошить  мочевой  пузырь.  И  этотdream... This
a dark dream that he had today... No, you need to forget it,
all this is just a figment of wild imagination. He tried to get up
from the bed, but nothing came of it. Suddenly everything is before my eyes
he swam, his head hurt even more and... he couldn’t get up.

    According to statistics, children with leukemia do not live long. And he
knew it.  He was already nine years old... Nine long years he
suffered from the illness that beset him.  While he
peers were running in the yard and kicking a ball, he was sitting in his
wheelchair, a thin stream flowed from his open mouth
saliva and the world seemed like a very shitty place. One time he didn't
endured his helplessness, and even wanted to commit suicide,
I wanted to cut my thin hand with a piece of mirror, but nothing came of
it didn't work out.  He only cut the skin, but he had the strength to cut
he had no vein... The fragment fell to the floor, and he realized that
incapable even of suicide began to cry helplessly, mixing tears with
blood...

    And now he was lying on the bed and could not get up... Auntie
Emmy went shopping, and he was doomed to pee on the sheet. On
sitting on the rug under the bed was his only friend - Gretta, this
The Doberman loved the boy very much and was next to him all the time.
And now he was sitting, waving his short tail and holding
a small ball between the paws.

    I remember this dream again... In the dream hewas happy
a child, no worse than other children... He saw himself
in the clearing, playing baseball with some careless girl, in
short blue dress. Gretta, squealing happily, ran after
ball... Only then everything suddenly changed, and he fell on
knees became himself again... Helpless freak - it seems so
that girl called him and ran away somewhere.

    Today he felt truly doomed.  B
my head was again confused with thoughts about how to end my miserable and
worthless life.   A life that brought him nothing
good...

    ...Suddenly someone knocked on the window and joyful sounds were heard
boyish screams.

   - Hey, freak, wake up!
   - Yes, this slug can’t even relieve himself without someone else’s help!
   - Ha-ha-ha, cripple!!!!

    He covered his eyes with his hands and sobbed loudly. Bladder
couldn't stand it anymore and he felt the bed starting to
a huge warm puddle melts away. A foul smell hit my nose
urine.

    - Nooo! - he shouted. - God, I'm a freak... I'm the last freak,
who just pissed in his own bed... - he began to sob
he let out farts even louder and barely audibly... The room stank
to such an extent that it was impossible to breathe.

    - Gretta!  Gretta, you fucking bitch! - he wheezed and began
extend your arms to the dog. - Gretta, please help me... I
I can’t do it anymore... No, notCan!!! Gretta, can you hear?!! - him
the voice broke and sounded like a screech.

    Gretta really seemed to understand something, because... instantly
bared her teeth and began to growl.

    - Gret.. Gretta, what are you... Come on, eat me, eat mine
smelly and useless body! Well what are you doing! Let's eat!!! - he
He threw his hand forward and hit the dog on the head.

    Gretta jumped up and clanged her teeth right on his little ones,
fingers wet from tears and urine. Blood splashed on the dog
face and this only angered her even more. She bent down and
jumped onto the bed.  The child shut up for a moment when he saw
in front of you is a terrible grinning face that once was
his best friend... Stinking saliva dripped onto his bare chest...
Gretta growled even louder and sank her jaw into his right
hand.  Feeling his own bones crunch, the boy
screamed with a heart-rending scream, he no longer wanted to leave this world...



    But it was too late... A minute later she tore it off
throat in half and filling the whole bed with blood began to bite
deeper and deeper... He didn’t feel anything anyway, he
was no longer the most unfortunate child on earth... He was just
lay on the bed, humbly silent and smiling with all his might...