Date: Tuesday, 8 September 2009 Time: 7:47 pm it's hard to explain; 30th August is the day. I hate it. Its probably destiny. This moment was a joyous one but the next moment, devastating news befall. Why did things happen in this way? No, there was still hope not until later. Everyone would then start grieving upon the unhappiness. I didn't not because I don't. The next day, things were prepared fast. It seems like a dream, a nightmare. Unable to accept the fact that things had really happened. I had to smile. Sometimes, it just uncontrollably fell off. I wish I was made of metal. Strong. I tried my best. It was not easy. I thought I could overcome this barrier, this challenge, this obstacle. Things happen the opposite way. My sis was much stronger than I thought. Ridiculous and absurd thoughts raced through my mind. All I could think was absolutely outrageous, impossible. Nobody who died could revive, could they? Through this incident, I've seen much more. Those tears falling from them, which I've never seen before. I emphathise her, my love. She seems not to get over it. Tears would welled up in her eyes, sometimes able to hold it back, sometimes it trickled down. It hurts seeing her in such agony and misery. It takes time for a wound to heal, especially a deep one. These wounds would not heal within weeks. It might even leave a scar. Things would be the same, I hope. Please. It's hard to explain, what more describe. |