When the people that you love and love you left you.

Back in secondary school, I am quite close with this one girl in my class. Coincidentally, we stayed in the same taman, so sometimes I will cycle pass her house to see if she is around. Sometimes she is outside, so I can have some chat with her. She is a girl that I really care about. 

I remember there is once, we need to write an English essay with computer and print it out. Basically we just need to type something and print. When I reach her house by cycling, she told me she had no idea what essay to write. However, next day is the due date already. So I cycle back home, finish typing something from an essay book that I got from my elder brother, basically I just copy everything word by word from the book to computer, save it to diskette and then pass it to her. She is shocked that it was done in such a short time.

When we finish form 5, we didnt contact each other anymore. It is because the last time I met her, I knew she already had a boyfriend. Few months after SPM, I got a news that she passed away. I am quite shocked but the tears didn't come immediately. It only came when I am thinking about it at night time.

If she didn't pass away, we might be going to form 6 together, we might be even together....

Thinking back, when I stayed in hospital with my mom, I texted her using sms that I am in hospital. She called me immediately to ask what happened.... I felt a bit touched at that time. 


I became kinda moody after she passed away, but life goes on.


There is this one person in church, an advisor, that really take good care of my brothers and me. He sees us like his own son, taking good care of us, teach us how to play harmonica and so on. We are also very close with his eldest son.

One day, he got caught in an accident and hospitalized. We felt shocked and visited in hospital but he is in coma state. After few weeks of treatment, there is no improvement because he is fully depending on machine to survive. So the doctor told the family, they have to take off the machine and let him survive on his own. The chances to live on is slim. He then passed away leaving his 3 sons that is still very young. 

I tried to comfort his eldest son because we are very close.


Few months if not a years later, my mom is the one who passed away. She is having a hard time breathing. Dad got back from work, saw mom is suffering, called pastor, pastor came, we prayed, we sang some peaceful song, we realized my mom's blood vein at her neck is pumping slower, I looked at my elder brother and he looked at me at the same time, we are scared, she slowly stopped breathing. We cried. 

It felt sucks when all the people that you love and the people that love you left earlier. I wonder who else will have this kind of sad experience.