I was passing the empty street, on my way home. Dogs' barking sound could be heard. I had to bring some of halabeoji's clothes, and went back to the hospital. Days just passed like that. Going to school, visiting halabeoji, working. I wonder why I lived like that. Since eomma, and appa passed away, he had been the one who took care of me. Our family was not rich. We worked very hard just to earn a living. Halabeoji had been going back and forth to the hospital for quite many times now. He refused the intense treatment which the doctor suggested. *sighed* he was truly quite stubborn. He often said that he was old enough to die. No need to spend too much money on him. How could he say that? 

My thoughts were disturbed by my ringing phone. I took it out from my pocket, and I looked at the screen. It was from the hospital. "Yoboseyo." I said through the phone. The nurse told me that halabeoji was now in a critical condition, and the doctors were trying hard to save him. I was surprised. "What?" I hung up, and ran quickly to the hospital.No! No!! He couldn't leave me. Halabeoji could not die. I wouldn't let that happen. I ran as fast as I could. 

I was praying. God! Please don't take halabeoji from me. He was the only family I had. Please.. I begged you. My tears slipped down from my eyes. 

The doctor suddenly came out of the room. "How is he?" He just kept quiet. I grabbed him by his collar. "T