Metaphorical Perception

MY PRECIOUS KRYPTONITE

Narrative Short Story

It's a lonely sunny day and the rays of it are hugging me until I get flame. I'm here sitting at the corner of my window and listening to the chirping birds who field my ears like a solemn song. Imagining all of the moments we had together.

We're playing our favorite games and listening to our favorite songs as well. Arguing about who will gonna be the winner between the two of us. Eating our favorite french fries and having a girl talked. We are just like a sister. We're happy being like this together even if I don't have a complete family. Some of my classmate says " is it not hard for not having a father? ". That was the question they're asking me. Well... I don't mind not having a father who abandoned us for... I don't know how many years. As long as I have you with me. Everything is at ease. You're the one who always lift my mode into good, you're the one who keeps on motivating me in times when I want to give up. You keep on telling me " Go on sweetie, don't give up. Spread your wings and soar high". Being with you was the most happiest moment I ever had.

I rember the time when I'm at my room doing my homework. You knock the door and lift your head. "Can I come in sweetie? " I nod. You help me on my homeworks and after that you keep on tickling me. I keep on laughing like there's no tomorrow. I'm just contented having you in my life but never did I know that it wouldn't last forever. Never did I know that it would be the last memories we shared together.

I open my eyes and wipe my tears flowing like a river as I imagine those time we partaked. I'm holding the letter you gave me when we're at the hospital as well as the last photo we had. I read the last part of your letter.

"Sweetie, stop worrying about me. I know you can live without me. I know that you can find a perfect man who will be your guide in spreading your wings. He will be your love of your life. Just always remember that mom is always been by your side whenever or wherever you are. Just remember those moments we had together and kept that last photo we had. I love you so much sweetie. Your mom loves you so much"

I cry again as I finish reading it. Everytime I read that letter of yours, I keep on crying. Hoping that you will come again and hug me tight.