The Desperate
By: Gloven Ramos
It was Saturday night. I was walking into a dark side of an empty street. Holding my gun on my hand, I am waiting to
someone who will pass on that street. I don’t have any way to get money to pay my dying daughter’s operation on the
hospital. I am nervous. I don’t want to do this thing but this is the only way I know.
I saw a guy approaching onto the street. He is playing his Rubik’s cube while walking into the dark street. I assure that
there’s no one on the place to witness what will I going to do. When he’s near to me, I surprise him with my gun pointing
to his face.
“Give me your money and all valuable things you have!” I said.
He was shock, but... he’s not afraid. He just stare at me for a second then he ask...”Why?”
“Just give all your things or I will blow your head!” I am trying to look brave but the guy in my front is look more
courageous than me. I can’t see any fear on him... I am starting to feel afraid on that boy.
“I don’t bring any money; I pay my last money for my fare in the bus. I don’t also have any gadgets or things here.”
“Shut up! Don’t try to fool me! Give me your wallet!”
He opens his bag and he opens his wallet. He shows it to me and there’s nothing inside but pictures of a girl.
“Ow, these pictures of my crush, it is important to me but you can’t sell it. It doesn’t have value to you.” He jokes.
“Why this guy is so calm?” I said to my mind.
“Wait, I have one here. This is the only valuable thing I brought.” He continues. He gets a book in his bag.
“What is that?” I ask.
“A bible.”
“One more joke and I will shoot you on your face!”
“I am not joking.” He said while staring in my eyes. He is serious.
He gets my hand and gives the bible to me. “Whatever problem happening in your life, never forget to trust God.” He said
and taps me on my shoulder. I was struck on what he did; I couldn’t move my body while my tear flowing down on my
face. It is late for me to realize that the boy runs away.
I go home after that. I go to my room staring on the emptiness. My mind was blown; I don’t know what to think or what to
do. I am just broke and desperate inside. I see the bible that the guy gives to me. With all of my angriness, I throw the
bible onto the wall. I shout because of the overflowing burdens in my heart. My daughter is dying on the hospital and
there’s nothing I can do save her.
I look on the bible open on the floor. I saw the phrase saying; “Why are you crying in your problem? I am here, your God,
I will help you. Ask and I will give you the desire of your heart.”
I was touched on what I read. It is like God really speaks those words in my ear, in my heart. I start crying then pour all
my burdens to him, I cried it all to him; “I know I am bad, dishonest, I didn’t care to you or appreciate you, I never tried to
know who are you, but please... save my daughter. I don’t know where to seek help. I may don’t have right to ask you for
all the sins I’ve done, but if you will save my daughter, I will give this life to you. Please...God, I need you...”
I don’t remember anything after. I just woke up from a deep calm sleep. I never took a good sleep for weeks before that
night. My phone, with plenty of miss calls, rings. It was my mother who is with my daughter in the hospital.
