I sat there, waiting, it felt like time was just passing by, it felt like time was standing still. I remember it, the room, the waiting, the nagging in my head, I sat there, as century by century, year by year, second by second passed, as what some would like six hour, it was an eternity of hell for me.

I remembered the room, crevice by crevive, dent by dent. The waiting room, there was five chairs, a desk, a receptionist. The patient came and left, sometimes in hordes, sometimes lonesome, all just idling by, living their life, living their own life, thats all they were, they all were just… there.

A hospital is meant to bring hope, save lives, everyone’s been there, it’s all turned out alright, but then why did i feel so scared?

After eternity came over, as dusk came, and with it the flickering streetlights. A was jolted out of my fantasy, “Sir…” the receptionists spoke, “The doctor would like you to come see him in his office”, This feeling, I had never felt it before, and like a lamb before slaughter i followed her.

“Take a seat he’ll be here soon”, I obeyed, for that was all I could do, my mind racing, “Will my Mother be alright?”, “Will I live happily?”, “What the hell is going on?”, I was once again broken out of my trance, as the door opened, it was him.

He silently crossed the room, and sat on his desk chair without displaying any emotion. I broke the silence, “What is it?”, he didn’t even flinch, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”, he put his face into his hand, I could clearly see that he was holding back tears, “Please, just tell me, what has happened to my mother?”.

After a deep sigh, he lifted his head from his hand, “Sir…”, he managed to peep out, “I’m afraid your mother has contracted the big gay”.

Silence, for the next minute, Silence.

“How?”, “The thing is Sir..”, “HOW?!!”, “Sir, please calm down…”, I slammed my fist on the desk, “WE WERE VACCINATED AGAINST GAY!!!” I yelled, “THE VACCINES ARE WHAT’S CAUSING GAY!!” He replied. My fist sank into my hands, The room flooding with tears not just my own. “YOU CALL YOURSELF A DOCTOR!?!?” I yelled at the top of my voice. Not even wait for a reply, I stormed out of the room.

“WHERE IS SHE?!?” I yelled, Security teams trying to hold me back, “WHERES MY MOM”, “You can’t see her sir, the gay, it’s contagious”, “TO HELL WITH THAT I WANT TO SEE HER” I yelled, I pulled A pistol from a guards holster, And shooed everyone back, “NO ONE’S GONNA STOP ME FROM SEEING HER”, I opened the door of her room, and went in, I could hear the vital monitors beeping again and again.

“son… why are you here”, she deftly said, “you’ll get it too, the gay”, “I don’t care mama, please don’t die”, “I’m sorry son, but will, and always have loved you” she said as the vital monitors beeped into a long continuous beep. “MAMA!!!!!!” I yelled, as I looked down at my hand, at the tool of destruction I held, “I’m coming to see you Mama, we can be together forever” I said pointing it at my head.

“Mama” i whispered pulling the trigger…