HELLO DEATH

Prologue

Have you seen death?
The end of every livings in this world-- the death.
Where you suffer because of no peace and because of pain.
Everyone is scared of death. So am I.

Seeing your own death tears your heart apart, not because you're afraid to die,but because your afraid to leave the people you love. You're scared that they might not be able to take care of themselves,that they cannot accept your end.
I've seen death many times, though just in my dreams.

A dream that feels very real.
I even saw my death.

My body's laying in a bed. Lifeless, cold,pale, skins almost in purple but my body's still clean. Hair is well and even my clothes. I am very well dressed.
I am dead. Not breathing anymore yet I just look like sleeping.

I saw my body lying while me-the spirit is lively watching my corpse.

On my side somehow,I didn't noticed ,a man at his 40s sitting, caressing my hand. Mumbling something I didn't understand. I can't clearly see his face,but he looks like my father if he's still alive. I haven't seen my dad for 17 years of my existence. Not even his name,but my mom said he's already with his new family.

"Wake up."

I must be important to him,I could say based on his voice. He even cry for me. Haven't seen a man cried in my entire life. I must be something very very special ,otherwise,he won't cry just like that.

"Haven't seen you for many years and we still need to talk. Open your eyes."

He almost sounded like begging.
Perhaps he's always beside my corpse,he sounded very tired and sleepless. I wonder who's this man. The poor little girl-which is my body -doesn't know anything he's been saying but yet he continue speaking.

"I still have to hear you shouting me. Be mad at me. Hate me. Beat me or even kill me, I don't care, just move your fingers, open your eyes and wake up."

A bitter smile came out from him before tears fell.

"I heard,you beat a group of students in your school. They even call you a gangster and so, some students are scared of you, specially,the street boys. How wonderful is that. My little girl is very brave to fight boys . You've really grown enough,huh. Too bad I haven't seen you growing."

He didn't sound sad anymore. More likely,he sounded proud and happy. How did he know I fight boys? My little girl? He must be a close relative.

Normal girls don't fight boys, perhaps I'm not normal at all. I beat boys that ended them to a hospital. Good thing they didn't sue me or worst rent people to kill me. But that won't happen,we were still kids after all.

"Your mom might be mad at me once she knows I visited you again. Might get used to it." He chuckled.
"I don't care at all. Whatever she says,I won't be bothered. I'll choose to be at your side this time. I won't make the same mistake as I did before. I'm so sorry for leaving you. There's no time I haven't missed you, think of you."

So...he is my dad. Too bad I can't see his face clearly even just in my dream. But anyway,I won't remember him or this when I wake up,so there's no point trying.

A door opened and enters a doctor and a 40+ years old woman. Even my mom's here at my dream. Guess mom would be at my side wherever I am.
As they entered the room,the doctor went straightaway to my monitor.

" Something strange happening Mrs. Morris." He said, about to panic."Paiba-iba ang heart rate niya." As a mentioned of strange and heart rate,my mom is in panic state already. She doesn't even noticed the man once sitting in my side. Unlike mom,the man's calm ,yet worried.

Looking at their actions,I at the same time become worried.
I hear many beep of the monitor placed beside the bed. The more I look at them,the worst the beep affect me.
"Mom." I suddenly said.
My head aches. I feel like it's going to be torn.

"Do something!" Mom shouted.

Nurses came and did everything they could,the doctor on the other side keep on pumping to get my heart rate back to normal.
I look at my monitor,it's all straight. Guess this is my end. If this is just not a dream,I surely will cry and beg to never die yet.

"Tresh...stay with us please. You asked a lot about your father before,now he's here. He's here for you, please wake up."

"Mom,Dad"

I clinched my hand and started yelling. I can't take the pain anymore. Seems like the monitor and me are connected. In this dream,I will be dead...

I will die

Twice times.