"you are very lucky," I envied him a lot, "After that incident, I had to go on rehabilitation for almost two years. I suffered from trauma, afraid of loud noise, especially from an explosion, balloon explosion, or anything," I took a deep breath, gasping for air, filling up my lungs that suddenly felt tight.
"Even up to now I still cry anytime I remember that tragedy. That nightmare still comes to my dreams every night like a friend in my sleep so far," I got to be looking so pathetic in his eyes, "It is like a rotten thing sticking on my body but cannot take it away no matter how hard I try to get rid of it,"
