𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 22, 2011
I remember last time, when everything was alright. When I am happily living with my family as a child. When me, my sister, and my mom were baking brownies because it is our favorite. When me and my dad play games all day when he has no work. These moments became memories because of a terrible accident.
It was 5 in the morning. We plan to go to the province because it was our holiday vacation. On our way, mom told us to sleep since it was too early. But I do not feel sleepy at that time. While my dad is driving, I saw a girl standing in the middle of the road, already near our car. Then, boom!
I woke up at the hospital. I looked at the time, 12:00 p.m. My aunt entered the room. Her eyes are runny, as if she just cried. When she saw that I'm awake...
"Johanne, it's already lunchtime. I bought you foods," she said while preparing my lunch, her voice is shaking.
"Why am I here? Where's mom and dad? And Jessie?"
I was to sit when I felt extreme pain on my shoulders that made me scream. My aunt came to me.
"Don't force yourself, Johanne," she assisted me in sitting properly to eat my lunch.
"Auntie, you did not answered my question yet. Where are they?" I started to worry because of the fact that she tried to avoid answering me.
"They are dead," she said. She started to cry in front of me, which is the first time.
I am shocked but what I just heard. I do not know what to react. I stopped, still confused by what is happening at that moment. My head starts to ache. But I can't stop thinking about what happened.
"Can you show me where they are?" I asked my aunt.
"I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't want you to see something like that during your young age," my aunt said.
"Please!! It's not just someone who died in the streets. They are my family," I was about to cry after finishing my sentence.
"Are you sure that you want to see them?"
I nodded. I really want to see if what she said is true.
She assisted me and put me on a wheelchair to bring me to my family's body. Together with a diener, we entered the room that has a sign "Morgue" above the door. I saw 3 separate bodies covered in white blanket. I came first to one in the left. The diener removed the upper part of the blanket. I saw my dad, his large bruises on his face are noticeable. I started to cry. I think I can't see the dead bodies of my mom and sister, but I want proofs so that I will not have unanswered questions in my mind. Next, I saw my sister's little dead body. Lastly, I saw my mom's, her wounds in her face are like those of dad's because they are both sitting in the front. My aunt escorted me back to my room. I was crying until I finished my lunch. I fell asleep due to fatigue.
I can't imagine how did I survived that accident while my family died. Me and my sister were beside each other. How could she die while I survived? At that moment, I felt like I was physically alive, but mentally and emotionally dead.
After a decade, I am now a teenager, obviously. I somehow managed to move on, but I still miss them so much.
𝘔𝘢𝘺 30, 2021
My aunt knocked on the door. I opened to see her casual but classy outfit.
"Do you want to go to the mall?" she said.
"What are we going to do there?" I asked, confused because I didn't remember that we have plans on going out today.
"Your first day as a highschool student starts next week. It is my day-off today so I think that we should buy the things you need today. I also want to go shopping of course," she laughed, excited to go out and buy almost everything she wants on the mall. I know that we will do 30% of buying school supplies and 70% of shopping her wants lol.
I am too lazy today but I also need to buy things for school. Also, I have ran out of toner and I can't stand to have an acne on my first day.
"Fine, I'll just dress up a bit."
Since we're just going to the mall, I just wore T-shirt and shorts, but not too short. I also applied light makeup because my face is dull at the moment.
When I'm ready, we entered her Lamborghini and left. On our way to SM, I reminisced the weird things that happened to me at the hospital, the day after the accident. I strangely see colors around every person in the hospital. I see red colors around couples and those who are not in good terms. I see yellow colors around family members of a patient who got cured of their illness. Due to curiosity, I asked my aunt about it. She consulted it to my doctor and said that it may be just because of the concussion that occurred in my head during the accident. During that conversation between the doctor and my aunt, I can see yellow colors around the doctor and grey colors around my aunt.
Other than that, I can also read people's thoughts everytime I make physical contact with them. I know that my aunt planned to let me live with her. I also know that the diener feel sorry for me becase of what happened to me, which is also the cause of death of his father.
Lastly, I can see the souls of the dead. Like, when I saw a patient in comatose, I saw her soul separately from her body, crying because she can't hug her family.
Now, I already recovered from the accident, but I am still able to see and read these things. That's when I knew that I have this strange ability that I didn't even wished. Anyone would wish to have this kind of ability, but not me. Because everytime I used it, I keep remembering the accident that claimed my family's lives.
I keep on thinking if this is because of the accident? Because of the girl I saw before everything went black? I don't know what to think anymore.
"Johanne, we're here," aunt said as she parked the car on the lot. We went out of the car and into the mall. She gave me a credit card and let me buy the things that I need and want. Even if she is generous, I still don't abuse it, maybe just a little. We separated our ways, me to the bookstore, while she is going to the department store.
While I am picking a good ballpen to use, I felt that someone is staring at me, specifically at my right. I turn to look at that direction, but I saw no one. Instead, there is a flower on the floor. Specifically, a Camellia. It looks gorgeous.
I want to get it, but I am wondering if someone owns it. I looked around and saw that the nearest person to me is a guy who wears an orange sweatshirt and gray pants. He is talking to someone through his phone. He is not facing at my direction and it seems that he is serious on what they are talking about. I don't think he owns the flower neither he intends to give it to me. That's why I just grabbed the flower and walk away.
When we arrived at home, I put the flower in a small vase and placed it on my desk. I wonder who the owner is, and if it is really for me or I am just a thief and stole it from the owner.