Until a few minutes ago, I was Haruto Tanaka, a Japanese. An orphan by birth and a company slave by profession. Age, 31, single, dated few women in life but luckily unmarried.
As a company slave, as usual, a log-out of my work late, why? My Boss has to go to a marriage interview and about tomorrow's presentation, I have to prepare it.
While trying to cross the street, waiting for the Greenlight, a speeding Truck pops out and runs over me.
Tada... my life flies over me like a scene from a movie, in those last moments of my life.
Do I regret it? Hell yeah! I mean, I didn't get a chance to see Avatar 2!! Those scums took long enough to make the movie.
Truthfully though, I would have loved to have a family. Growing up, I too wished my parents had come to my school to pick me up or attend my graduation ceremony. The smile on those children and the embarrassed graduates always do the tricks, played with my innocent heart and emotions.
I longed for [Love], but I couldn't find to blame my parents if they are still alive, I wish they have a happy life.
Goodbye.........