The ending is too close that we seem to take minor things for granted. We are four more days away from 2019. Yes, the bad year has almost come to an end. Everything is gonna be alright and things will get better. At least that is what we all wish for the upcoming year.
Maybe this event, something that happened today, is the reason behind my urge for writing and keeping notes once again. The event, the tragedy, the darkness and also the truth. The truth that everyone can’t accept. It came like a stroke; off guard it caught me.
The truth is I still can’t believe it now. I wish I was writing this draft in my sleep and I would be up tomorrow morning with amnesia, remember nothing that had happened today. We would move on and live our lives happily. BUT NO! I pinched myself a thousand times and it hurt. Why? Why have I not woken up yet? This dream is way too long. It is what God has planned for us? What is it exactly?
The time was standing still; nothing was moving. My phone was still stuck on my left ear and my left hand was stumbled by the news I had learned. The person at the end of the line repeated the news a hundred, if not thousand, times in just a split second in my reality. I was okay for the first few moments, but then my head started to feel the numbness, my heart started bouncing faster, and my eyes began to blur. I thought it wasn’t real that I didn’t feel anything at all. Have you been hurt too much so that you feel no pain? Yes, that was what it felt like.
The good memories stay. And they will be always there no matter what.
In the memory of one of OUR best friends, YBS.
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