chills.
im worried. im concerned. and i want to say something. but i can't. words lodged in my throat i cannot express, and feelings of regret haunt me. but i let my desire brew within until the small flame burns out and the dread engulfs me whole. (context: My father's father (my grandpa) of 73 years old is in the Hospital because he drank too much (i think), and my Dad has no reaction (i know deep down he's worried). Please pray of my grandpa to get out alive. I heard he had low chances of surviving. I'm really scared. :(
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