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Rei's Pov

I saw mom putting my sister to sleep after running down stairs, "Rei! I just got home and this will welcome me?! dirty floors! dusty windows! pile of dishes unwashed! and your sister crying! I am so tired working for almost 24/7 and exchange of that you will give me these problems?!" she angrily spat at me while breathing heavily.

" Chill mom I'll start cleaning now see?" I said as I grab the broom and start cleaning the house.

Heavy breaths and a loud sound was heard as I started cleaning and when I look back I saw my mother on the floor catching her breath as if she run a marathon and coughing blood. I stared at her shocked and didn't know what to do, I just stood there frozen unable to do anything.

Loud cries of my sister was the thing that bring me back to my senses and there I panickedly ran outside and started to desperately get help from our neighbors, "Help! Help please! Someone help!" I cried as my tears continously ran my cheeks.

Fastforward

"Let's go Rei, the car is waiting", Auntie Tamara soflty said as she put her arms around my shoulder.

I stood outside our house and stare at it memorizing every detail. The house in fornt of me witnessed all my dissapointments, anger, and rebellion as I grew up but the house in front of me is also the witnessed of every I have with my parents. It was as if yesterday my mother was scolding me about being irresponsible and now my sister and I are already leaving. My mom was diagnosed of Cancer, stage 3 and she never told anyone. My mother passed away with so many unsaid words, I wished I knew....I wished I remain a good daughter...maybe just. maybe..sh-she's still with us. I'd ratther hear her laments about how irresponsible I am than th-this...

I was about to pull away my gaze on our house but an old looking book fell on one of our shelves that is being stored in a mover truck. As I pick it up I saw that it was a diary, and not any ordinary diary beacuse it was my mom's!

I did not waste anytime and as I read some  page of the diary all I could utter was,
"If only..." as tears rolled on my cheeks once more with so much despair and regrets.

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