Death and Life

Death and the Depressed Girl

"I want to be treasured, like I'm the most important things in this world." The girl confessed to no one. Her feet flailing when sh sat on the rooftop. Just one jump,that words keep on repeating inside her brain

She stares at the world ahead of her. The sky is red because the sun was setting. People either goes in to a cafe or goes out. Either going out from their office or just enjoying the moment they had. No one noticed the girl, no one sees the girl like she's an invisible thing. That makes her think, would anyone noticed if she jump right now?

She felt empty inside, she felt like nothing worth anymore. Not the time she has, not the moment she shares with people who she calls friend. Thus make her think, what friends actually means? No one noticed her struggle, are they still her friend? No one asked how her days goes, does that what friends do? She didn't care about it anymore. She already had had enough of this life, the lies that people kept on showing.  She want to end it right now.

One of he shoes fall, luckily not hitting anyone belo. But, at the same time, such a pity. That just means still no one realize where she is. While using the one shoe left, she kept on moving her feet, until a butterfly sat on her shoulder. It wings has two colour, the beautiful and bright colour on the left side, while it was dark and ugly on the right side. The butterfly reminds the girl about her own self.

She's happy, but at the same time depressed.

And no one noticed those struggle.

"Do you want to jump?" The deep voice startled the girl. She crooked her head to see someone holding a scythe and something covering the head. Even when she jump a bit, the butterfly didn't move an inch.

"Who are you?" asked the girl, squinting her eyes to the person who has dark aura. The person that she asked didn't gave any answer so she asked again, this time louder. "I want your answer, who are you and how do you find me?!"

"If I told you I'm Death, would you believe me?" That took the girl by surprise. She looked down, thinking if she would really die at this exact place. "I can take your soul here, Lost Girl."

This time, the girl frowned, didn't understand a thing what Death was saying. "What do you mean Lost Girl?"

But Death didn't answer her. He extend his hand, showing only skulls on his hand. The girl who once thinking that it's impossible for the person in front of her to be Death now realize, this is the Death, the person who will took away the soul, collecting souls, or things like that. She didn't really know what Death do, but that's what she knows about Death. They're not scary, they're just straight a different creature with human, that makes them think it's scary.

The butterfly that once on the girl shoulder now flew back to the extended hand of Death. Now that the girl look into it more, she could noticed the strings with a blue colour on the butterfly. Those strings connected to Death scythe. The butterfly finally land on Death's hand, not feeling any emotion about him being scary. Death finally gave a little lift, to show the girl about the butterfly.

"Do you think this is a beautiful creature? The vibrant colour just blended with the dull one." Death took a few steps to the girl. "Lost Girl, meaning those soul who are lost in this world. Why are you born into this body? Into this family? Into this city? Into this world? You are a Lost Girl."

The girl gulped a bit, feeling a bit intimidated by Death's deep voice. "So, you're saying that I'm not supposed to be here?"

"That's depend on you. Do you still want to be here?" Death asked the girl. Once again, the girl squinted her eyes to the butterfly.

"Are those your collections?"

Death nodded. "Yes, my collections are all beautiful, happy, and finally find where they should be." At that moment, the girl saw a magnificent facade, showing all of Death's collections.

"Would I ... be that beautiful too if I jump from here?"

"That's you to decide. Why do you want to jump? Don't you have friends who love you?"

"Friend my ass," the girl mumbled, looking down once again.

Why? Those question once again repeating inside of her. Why does she need to jump? Why she need to end her life here? The girl finally shook her head, there's no why. It's her emotion right now and before, long before, that push her to be here, telling her to end all of this here. The problem, the pain, the struggle, it all ends here. All of that is fine, she just want to end all of this right here and right now. But, before she do so, she looked at Death once again

"Does Life hate me? Does Life forget about me that she brings this pain to me?"

Once again Death shook his head. "No, Life was so caring to each one of you. You're no exception, Lost Girl. it's just ... you're not supposed to be born yet," Death answered casually.

"Then, if I jump right now, would you make me one of your beautiful collections? Would you treasure me?"

"I will do what I can. After all, Life herself asked me to met you here." Life. Is that important for her anymore? She woul end all of it here, would Life still matters?

"Then, I need your assistance. Also, thanks for being my last friend, Death." Death nodded his head before watching the girl stood straight, letting her shoe fell to the lower ground. This is the end and the start for the Lost Girl.

Once she took a small step, her body has fall, and yet, the soul was pulled towards Death. Until the very last moment, Death kept his promise to the Lost Girl, he still became the girl's last friend.

"Thank you ... for letting me into your beautiful collections, Death."

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(19/03/2022)