Part 2

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I woke up, on my bed. Huh? I was dead. Wait, was it just a dream? I look at the date and time. April 4 2008, 20.50 pm. I guess that was just a dream. I stand up from my bed and went outside my room. Nobody's home? Strange, Yuki is always home at night.

Something seems wrong here... Suddenly, a door slam is heard from the front door. Someone's home. I go to the living room and see Yuki, crying on the sofa with our parents comforting her.

"Why are you crying, lil' sis?" I ask, standing behind the sofa she's sitting on. No one seems to hear what I just said. "Yuki? Mom? Dad?" No one responds me.

"No, he shouldn't have done that!" Yuki kicks hardly the coffee table in front of her, "I was the one who should have died, who should have taken the bullet instead of him!" Him? Who? Mother pats Yuki's back, "Don't blame yourself sweetie. Your brother did a heroic action."

Me? Wait... I was shot? So it wasn't a dream... It was real, and I was dead. "And now that he's gone..." Yuki mutters as she hugs our dad, "Nobody's going to play with me anymore..." Dad starts to stroke her messy brown hair. "It will never going to be the same again. He left stains of memory in my heart."

A/N Ben drowned reference, am I right or am I right? (No choice :v) Yep, I consider today as his mortal deathday. I rewrite this story from my file, sorry for dem typos... Bai-

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