FATE or LOVE
"There is one pain, I often feel, which you will never know. It's caused by the absence of you."
It was a sunny morning. The sunlight was flashing through my eyes. I can hear the birds cooing. I opened my eyes. The light of the sun flashes through the window. When I woke up, I could feel that my legs were in pain. It's like I was running from something, something scary. Running fastly. Then I did my usual exercise. I brushed my teeth and went down. My mom was there in the kitchen. She was cooking. I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. I was watching the news channel. I couldn't move my hands when I watched the news. The news, it was shocking to me. It was Suicide of my classmate. She was not just a classmate to me. She meant more to me than that. She was my crush. I always want to convey my feelings to her. But now I know it can't happen. I don't know what I should do. I can't cry. It's like I don't want to. I packed up my bags. My mom comforted me. I went to school. The class teacher gave a goodbye speech to her. Everyone in the class was speaking about her death. Her best friends visited her house. They were crying a lot for her. I couldn't do anything.
After evening, i went to the store to buy something for myself. The sky was becoming mid-dark. I was walking to my home alone. But I know that I'm not. Someone is behind me. Someone is walking behind me. So, I walked fast. But the feeling, it didn't get low. I can't hear the footsteps but I'm sure that someone is behind me. Suddenly my foot got hit by a stone and I fell down. I was scared. So, I looked backwards and scared. When I looked at who it was, I was scared. It was her. The one who was on the news, the one who suicided, my crush. I got a strange feeling that it is not her. Like it is not the usual her. When I was looking at her scared, she said " I'm sorry to scare you. I didn't mean it to. I'm sorry. I need your help. Please. "
I went home. My mother is washing dishes. My mother asked me to eat food. But I didn't. I went to my room and locked the door. She was sitting on my bed. I said " is it really you? I mean it's really a shock for me ". She said " I'm sorry to scare you like that. But yesterday when I tried to communicate with you, you ran fast ". " Yeah, that explains why my leg was hurting this morning. So only I can see you and no one can see you. That's why you need my help right?. what do you need from me?. How can I help you? ". It was my first time talking with her. I mean I talked to her before but not this close. It was really shocking. But it got even more when she said " i need to help me with my case. My Suicide case. It was not a suicide. I was killed by someone. I need you to help me to find that killer. So, will you help me...?"
To be continued...