The day I died...
I never thought that the day a girl would tell me to go out on a date would be the day I died, bleeding alone on the cold grass, with the cold night air making me feel like I was in the freezer. .. All I can think about now is how to get relief so quickly with so few regrets
"If I had known that, I would not have come to that garden path, or I would have never worked all my life." I would just have been relaxing on one of the sandy beaches.
Or I would have used my whole family's money to enjoy myself in this life
"If only I had a second chance to fix my life"
So many strange thoughts started popping into my mind
That man advanced in a simple way in front of me and I heard his steps in a very quiet midst until the sound of crickets disappeared in the midst of this strange and strong buffer that was made around us
And so the man started advancing more and more, after he put his gun in his coat again, as if he had finished his mission or something. With faster and faster steps that man began to catch a glimpse of my figure in the dim light of the garden lamp
Hurry faster.. That man unsurprisingly started to run and then came to me after a few breaths and then looked at my face a little desperately.. I might have been pitying him at that moment but something strange started happening around
That man left his body to fall to the ground, falling to his knees, as if he had lost something. Then this man suddenly began to drop a tear from his eye, and that tear fell on my cheek. .. I could feel that tear very tangibly..it was warm..very warm.. on my body, which had become like a chicken that had been put in the refrigerator a century ago.
Another tear began to fall, and then the tears increased suddenly.
This man shows signs of extreme sadness and anxiety. Does this man cry like this after every victim he kills? It seems that in his heart is a part, even if it is a small part of humanity
All this is very visible on his face. I can tell from his facial expressions, the expressions of anxiety and psychological tension that appear on people's faces. .. Happiness, joy, sadness, and all of this is what distinguishes humans.. but as a person who has lost his feelings about life! I don't think that one day I will go back to how I was in the beginning.
This is something I want to feel, and I thought that the date with Valentina would move something in my body, something like my heart, the feelings in my heart, but here I am, drowning in my very cold blood. I lay my head on a stranger's knee and I'm dying to see the last things passing around me.. So many memories
I am in school during my childhood and during a period I play with my little sister Sarah and during a period I can see my mother advising me not to play too much in the mud .. I remember that period as if it was yesterday when I was seven years old
I see my father's back as he guides me and wants me to become better than him in the future? How can I be like that and all I see in my father is a complete and integrated person .. How can you be better than a truly perfect person? This matter goes beyond my understanding, and it is what brought me into many problems in my upbringing. Doing many things on my own shoulders, but now..
now ..
I can see that this is the end... the end of my miserable and difficult life
"Little one, bear a little bit, and you will survive." This old man's voice appeared for the first time since the beginning of all this, but…
"Ah," I replied, and I could not feel the world around me. All I felt was numbness in every muscle of my body.
"Yeah..Yeah, little boy, just keep your awareness as you are." That man said really surprisingly.. I didn't think that words would come out of my killer.. the good killer.
Then that man started to stand up and wiped his face because of the tears, then in an unprecedented way he carried me and started moving towards that standing plane after a few steps..
one step behind the other..
"We're almost there, little one, you just have to endure a little," said that man, as he paced his steps.. That insulation gradually began to disappear Then the moonlight, which was hidden for a while behind the passing clouds, began to appear as it ran across the sky like sailboats on the seas.
As he paced quickly, the part that this man covered his head with (something like a bonnet in a coat) suddenly began to flow down and then his whole head appeared under the moonlight.
Looks like he took off his entire face cover. I can see my killer's face at the end.. It's an imperfect crime after all
But this guy is really nice...
With black hair and light-white skin, with eyes that shimmered in the moonlight..but why did this man look so familiar
" Wait, little one, we're almost there." That man said while trying to calm me down a bit, but I don't think his words make sense at this time. I've bled a lot of blood.
Surrender.. I think that's what I decided at that moment.. With my eyes closed on this man's shoulder, it was all over
On a dark night inside a garden where there is a stain full of blood scattered around... I lost my life at that moment.
At least I died in the garden. I had a lot of good memories here from my childhood, and there are also a lot of memories with my childhood friend.
"Oh, life is really short."
Then that man took me down from his shoulder when he saw my hand falling down
" It's too late, I'm taking my last breath. . Just tell my mom and dad and my little sister.. I'm sorry.. If only I had a second chance.. A second chance "
Life is either a daring adventure or something. Safety does not exist in nature, and all mankind cannot experience it continuously, not even in dreams.. good bye