When I opened my eyes, I'm lying on white floor, in a very big white room. No door, no window, all white. It is like I'm in a big space and I even thought maybe, I'm in another world. It's only me here in the this huge white endless room. I really can't see the end of this room anyway.
My body tells me to stand up and try to walk. While I'm walking, so many questions rush in my mind.
"How did I get here?" That's the very first question.
"What is this place?"
"Is anybody here?"
"How can I get out from here?"
"What am I doing?" As soon as I finish the last question, I get my own answer. Suddenly my head feel so heave. Both my right arm and right leg feel really hurt. Really hurt. Another image comes into my mind.
A big red truck hit me.
I was having a fight with my boyfriend, well I was angry to him. He went out with another girl, Dee. Though Dee is his best friend, I still can't accept it since this is the 5th time she asked him to accompany her somewhere. And I believe she knows really well that he's dating me.
After I saw him came with Dee, I said nothing and I rushed to the big road. All I wanted was to get away from him, for awhile. I saw him following me from behind so I ran. An on the middle of that crowded road, I could see a big thing came closer. I froze. The last thing I saw was nothing. The last thing I heard was my boyfriend shouted my name.
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I sit on the hospital chair. There hasn't been any news about her. Both my hands endure my head, just a little while ago they stop trembling. I keep quiet, I cover my face with my hands. My brain keep repeating that scene, again and again. I feel like I want to scream, I want to shout out loud. How come it turns out like this?
I know she is really mad at me. I went out with Dee again. But all I did was accompanying her to the book store. She said she wanted to buy some things.
Dee's school bag was left at my house, so we picked it up first before Dee went home. I didn't know my girlfriend was waiting for me at home. As soon as she saw me with Dee, I could see anger on her face, but there are more pain in her eyes. I hurt her feeling, again.
She went inside, took her bag, and walked pass me. I knew she would leave. I asked Dee to go home (her driver has arrived to pick her), and I ran to Tara. But I only followed her from behind, because I knew she didn't want to be disturb, especially by me.
She looked behind, I caught her eyes. Then she ran. I was only a few meters away from her when that big red truck came closer to her. I shouted her name. And there, by my own eyes, I saw my girlfriend got hit by a truck.
I ran to her lying body. I saw blood her and there. Every car stopped, people started to gather to see. I picked her body, she was unconscious, but I can still feel the heart beat. So slow. I didn't know who but someone said he would take us to the nearest hospital. We all hurried.
As we arrived at the hospital, a group of doctor and nurses came. And then I couldn't remember anything, I kept staring at her pale face.
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I felt tired so I stop walking and I sit down. I've remembered everything now. All I want to know is, am I dead? I grin. What if I really am dead? There are still so many things I want to do.
I want to watch the newest movie in the cinema. I want to eat ice cream, desperately want to. I want to buy The Script new CD.
Then I think about my family. I haven't let Dad use the computer for this week. I haven't helped Mom do the home chores. There are songs I want Dad to listen, cool songs and I know he will like them. There are films I want to watch with my Mom! Korean movies, she loves them.
If I die now, how can I tell them that I love them so damn much? And I want to say sorry to my Dad and mom, for my bad scores recently. Then I'll rush to them, hug them tight, tell them I love them.
I bend my feet, and I cry.
Another thing comes into my mind. His face appears. What should I tell him? It's lonely here and I need someone to accompany me. I want him. No matter how much my anger and pain he just caused, I want him now. I'll tel him I forgive, and I love him. Right now.
I don't want to die.
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The doctor calls me. He says her heart just start to beat normally. Her operation went well. Seemed pretty bad but the doctors and herself struggled.
I feel so relieved. I want to see her alive again. First I will ask for forgiveness, and no matter she'll forgive me or not, I'll tell her I regret it, and I'll tell her I love her.
I'm not ready to loose her. I really don't. I shouldn't have gone with Dee. I should have stayed home so I could see her. I should have chased her, stop her, hug her, tell that I'm so sorry. If only I did that earlier, she must be still healthy and would be by my side. If only.
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I saw a very big light glowing in front. I don't know what it is, but I want to get close to it. I feel its warm, like it is here to call me and accompany me. Those pain I've been feeling are all gone. I can feel warm feeling inside my heart, as I get closer.
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"Sorry, we didn't make it,"
I stunned. What the HELL did he say? Just a while ago the doctor said her heart start to beat normally, and now he said she's ... ?
"So, she's dead...?"
The doctor said nothing, either did I.
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It's been sickening a week after her funeral. It's true for awhile her body showed a better response. But that was just like a sign that she'll leave, very soon.
I've been a sober, I feel I lost my spirit, I feel I'm getting crazy, after I found out her bag.
Inside her bag, which is my favorite because it suits her well, I find a note. It's her small note. She always carry that around with her, she writes down whatever she wants there.
I open the note, I read again all things she write. Most is about me. How much she loves me, all the doodles she made. And, one last note she made in that book.
'21th April 2010. Today's plan: Get up early! Got to go to Kai' house, can't wait to give the bracelet I've been making. Can't wait to give him the little surprise, hope he will :] love xoxo Tara & Kai'
Along with the note, there's a blue handmade bracelet. She never been good with handmade things. This one look quite rumpled, but I know she did this with all her heart.
Once again I fall down on my knees. Once again I remember her smile. Once again I cried.
Tara.
We only got
86, 400 seconds in a day to
Turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
While we got the chance to say
Gotta live like we're dyingLive Like We're Dying - The Script
Original story by: L. Sandra
15th August 2010.
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