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“You know, we all should learn to accept that death is an inevitable thing in life,” I said. I didn’t really know if the words came out right. He didn’t seem to react to what I said. I began to wonder if I should be embarrassed of what I said. But then he turned to me and looked me in the eye.
“Thanks. Thanks for your concern,” he said. His voice was so sweet but yet so cold. He didn’t even smile. He turned to look at the big blue sky.
“What’s your name?” I finally gathered the courage to ask him.
“It’s Sean.”
“I’m Halley.”
It seemed to me that he was so reserved. He had this calm nature, but was still so gloomy. He didn’t even reach out to shake my hand. His mood had not changed. I knew it. He had lost his girlfriend. I felt sad, for myself this time. He seemed so uninterested in me. Or maybe I was overreacting. Maybe I needed to give him time to cope for the things that have happened to him.
“What’s wrong? You seem so sad,” I asked again.
“I am,” he replied. His innocent face looked so miserable. I wanted to hug him.
“Why?” I insisted.
“The way the world works is so cruel. Eventually, everything the world gives will be taken back.”
“Yes, that’s true. What did the world take back?”
“Have you ever lost someone close to you? How did you feel?"
Though he didn’t answer my question, I was still willing to share. I didn’t know why. I wanted to keep the conversation going. I didn’t want him to leave again early.
“Well, I lost my aunt,” I said.
“And?”
“And.. And it’s okay. I mean, everyone’s going to die someday. Surely, one cannot expect someone to be there for them forever, right?
“It was okay?”
“Well, in a way. I mean, it’s sad, of course, for I don’t see my aunt anymore. Although we weren’t that close, I would still miss the way she gave me gifts during my birthday and the way she gave me compliments on how well I’ve been growing when she came to visit and other stuff like that.
Sean didn’t say anything. He looked more miserable than ever. I continued what I had to say; hoping what I had to say would lessen his sadness.
“Whatever happened happened. Life goes on. You’ll still have memories. You should learn to let go and let things continue the way they were in the best way you can.”
“Memories?! Let things continue?! How can things continue the way they were?!”
His tone was mixed with anger and confusion. I was afraid that I made him upset.
“I know it’s not easy. But you have to try. You have to get over it, eventually. Even if you don’t want to, you have to. It’s the only way. Letting go is never easy, but I have faith in you that you can get through it.”
I gave him a smile and patted him on the back hoping to lift his spirits, but he just looked at me with those pleading eyes and said nothing.
“Hal! Time for that trip to McDonalds that I promised you,” my dad called.
“No! Not yet. Can you just leave me here and get me back tomorrow?” I thought.
I know I had to stop my foolish thoughts. I stood up from the bench. I wanted to get Sean’s number or address. I wanted to ask for his e-mail address. I wanted to see him again for sure. But he just stared at me as I made my way back to my dad’s car with at least an effort to lessen the sadness in his face. Just then did I realize that I should stop my aggressive delusions. If he was really meant to be for me, then I will meet him again.
“I really wish I could stay to help you, but I can’t. We’re leaving. See you again some other time. Bye.” I said these words and turned away not waiting for what he has to say.
***
We headed straight home after we ate at McDonalds. That night I couldn’t sleep again. I was still thinking of Sean. I decided to go out into our small garden to get some fresh air. I took a mat and some pillows and laid them out on the cool grass. I sat on the mat and watched the stars hoping I would get Sean out of my mind.
It was almost eleven in the evening. I grew restless. I had to get out of our house. I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I had reached our village park after a few minutes. The playground was dark and there were no children around. The swings never looked as inviting as they did. I took one and was lost in deep thought once more.
“Hey,” I heard someone call. I looked at the nearby bench where the voice was coming from and there was Sean, wearing a friendly but sad face. I couldn’t quite believe that he was there.
“H-how? W-why? What are you doing here?!”
He stood up from the bench and approached me with his hands in his pockets.
“It’s nice to see you here. My uncle lives around here. He is my favorite and I decided to pay him a visit for the weekend.”
I didn’t know what to say. I just stared at him though he wouldn’t even look at me. He seemed so troubled. It was like written in the stars for us to meet. And it was perfect. Him having his favorite uncle around would mean I would see more of him.
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Sarah | Mar 15th, 2006
I really enjoyed your story. Thank you for sharing this.
good job! gidge | Jan 17th, 2008
wow! i love it! i wish i could write a story like that. to be honest i qm in the process of letting go myself so your words help me a lot. thank you.
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