It was a lovely day as the birds chirped and the wisp of air carry out the sweet fragrance of blossoming flowers scattered exquisitely around the various flower beds. A perfect day it was, no doubt, to unsuspecting and carefree individuals strolling around the sun drenched pavement.
But in the midst of all these, was a little girl crouched in a small dark corner of a dimly-lit room, her hands pressed upon her tear-stained face, her eyes swollen with the unstoppable flow of innocent tears. Her milky-white tiny hands were shaking in terror with her heart in innocent surrender of things not yet understood.
She cried and grieved like there was no tomorrow unconscious of the quietly whispering people lounging around the place. Candles in every color and size were ablaze, setting off a yellowish glow upon numerous saddened melancholy faces. Flowers wrapped in still green leaves were distributed along the place sitting quite still, as if taken from a portrait. Along the comfy chairs and the plush red carpet were the center of attraction and the source of that little girl's joy as well as sorrow. Because behind the soft music and pastry snacks, in an elegant ivory coffin was a boy resting quite peacefully. A once high-spirited lad he was but here he was now, sleeping forever and only living in the hearts of the loyal, coming alive only in one's memory.
It all started in such an innocent incident. Two best friends exploring the hidden magnificence of the welcoming woods, jumping over over-grown roots and foolishly picking wild flowers. Such beautiful scenery it was and one could misinterpret their relationship as romantic if they weren't bordering on six and seven years of age. A seemingly harmless adventure it was as he told her his dreams of being a pilot and flying up to the skies to meet the angels and to catch her a falling star so she could wish upon it. In return, she told him about her dreams of a knight in shining armor mounted upon a white horse, rescuing her from the evil fairies that locked her away from the world. The chats and dreams continued deep in the sunny and humid forest serving as their childhood sanctuary. But it all ended as Mother Nature decided to separate the inseparable.
A normal day it was when he was alone waiting for her to show up. Unknowingly sitting quite close to a hive of bees that he was allergic to, he was attacked by his own carelessness. Arriving moments too late, she was devastated.
She found him still grasping into the threads of life, his own strength weakening. He told her with his still young perspective on life how the hardest thing in this world was to live in it and that maybe the reason this was happening was so that he could be her angel and take care of her forever.
His last words hung in the air infinitely echoing in her ears, and as her mother approached her trembling stature in that dark and suffocating room, she burst into hysterical tears, finally letting out all her hurt and despair.
"I don't understand! I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. He was my best friend and then he's... there's just a body and I don't understand why he can't get back in it and not be dead anymore! It's stupid. It's mortal and pointless. And dad's crying and not talking. And I was having lemonade and I thought, well, he will never have any more lemonade, ever. And he'll never have eggs or yawn or be a pilot like what he always wanted to be. Not ever. And no one would explain to me why!"
"No one knows, honey," her sympathetic mother answered.
But in the midst of all these, was a little girl crouched in a small dark corner of a dimly-lit room, her hands pressed upon her tear-stained face, her eyes swollen with the unstoppable flow of innocent tears. Her milky-white tiny hands were shaking in terror with her heart in innocent surrender of things not yet understood.
She cried and grieved like there was no tomorrow unconscious of the quietly whispering people lounging around the place. Candles in every color and size were ablaze, setting off a yellowish glow upon numerous saddened melancholy faces. Flowers wrapped in still green leaves were distributed along the place sitting quite still, as if taken from a portrait. Along the comfy chairs and the plush red carpet were the center of attraction and the source of that little girl's joy as well as sorrow. Because behind the soft music and pastry snacks, in an elegant ivory coffin was a boy resting quite peacefully. A once high-spirited lad he was but here he was now, sleeping forever and only living in the hearts of the loyal, coming alive only in one's memory.
It all started in such an innocent incident. Two best friends exploring the hidden magnificence of the welcoming woods, jumping over over-grown roots and foolishly picking wild flowers. Such beautiful scenery it was and one could misinterpret their relationship as romantic if they weren't bordering on six and seven years of age. A seemingly harmless adventure it was as he told her his dreams of being a pilot and flying up to the skies to meet the angels and to catch her a falling star so she could wish upon it. In return, she told him about her dreams of a knight in shining armor mounted upon a white horse, rescuing her from the evil fairies that locked her away from the world. The chats and dreams continued deep in the sunny and humid forest serving as their childhood sanctuary. But it all ended as Mother Nature decided to separate the inseparable.
A normal day it was when he was alone waiting for her to show up. Unknowingly sitting quite close to a hive of bees that he was allergic to, he was attacked by his own carelessness. Arriving moments too late, she was devastated.
She found him still grasping into the threads of life, his own strength weakening. He told her with his still young perspective on life how the hardest thing in this world was to live in it and that maybe the reason this was happening was so that he could be her angel and take care of her forever.
His last words hung in the air infinitely echoing in her ears, and as her mother approached her trembling stature in that dark and suffocating room, she burst into hysterical tears, finally letting out all her hurt and despair.
"I don't understand! I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. He was my best friend and then he's... there's just a body and I don't understand why he can't get back in it and not be dead anymore! It's stupid. It's mortal and pointless. And dad's crying and not talking. And I was having lemonade and I thought, well, he will never have any more lemonade, ever. And he'll never have eggs or yawn or be a pilot like what he always wanted to be. Not ever. And no one would explain to me why!"
"No one knows, honey," her sympathetic mother answered.
Her mother left her alone and as the little girl sat alone in the far corner of the room, some sense of enlightenment finally grasping her senses. And she remembered what he told her. That the hardest thing in this world was to live in it… and maybe he was right. But no matter how hard it was, she knew that she will always have that guardian up there looking after her throughout her life.
(Written in High School, 7 years ago)
Photo: Trees is by Loose665
Quotes taken from Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Season 5 "The Body" and "The Gift"
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