It was My Story...

It was a cold dark night. It was about 10 pm when I realized that there were two missed call in my mobile phone. It was from my friend, I called her back and I heard she was crying. I tried to listen every single word that she had spoken. " Ike got an accident and died." It was the last and the clearest sentence that I could hear.

I tried to believe my self that I never heard that sentence. I tried to deny it but my tears could not deal with it. I tried to sleep, hoped when I got up in the morning, It just a nightmare. But I could not. I remember that morning was the first day we met after a long holiday at school. She looked cheerful as usual. However, that day she was different. She returned all of the things that she borrowed from our friends. That day was Thursday, every Thursday Ike and me had English course in the same place, and she used to say "See you at 4 pm." And that day she did not say that sentence to me.

I was not sleeping at that night. In the morning, I went to school early hoped everything was a nightmare. I hoped when I arrived at class, I saw her there. However, I would never saw her at class again. Everybody in my class looked at me and tried to help me stand up when I realized that I had felt down and crying so hard.

I remember crying so hard. I felt weak in her funeral. My whole body was shaking when I spread roses in her tomb. I sat beside her tomb and said "You are my best friend and always be my best friend." I remember our dream that she and me had to graduate from our senior high school together. However, she had left the senior high school after six month she entered the senior high school. She was 16 years old when God piked her up.

It had been 4 years ago, but I felt she was close to me. If she had ever asked me, "When did we become friends?" I cannot really say it started on a simple day, but it grew in a very special place.. In my heart. Thank you because you let me be a part of your life.