bless me achoo ↺ lee haechan

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note: everythings are fictional, nothing's true or may be.

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"this is.. odd... that person died in a very young age and it feels so weird for me.."

"hey, you know him?" i came back into senses when he suddenly shook me with my shoulders and the question.

"huh? uh, no, it's just, the name's just familiar.. and... he died the same day as my father." i uttered.

"he did? wow, what a coincidence. well, it seems still fresh afterall." he crouched down and stared at the tombstone, "lee donghyuck, born on june 6th 2000, died at january 21st 2018."

"you know haechan let's just go, i don't have a good feeling staying around here." i started walking off but it took him seconds before following behind.

"how is his name familiar for you? do you know a donghyuck before?" he asked.

"i-i don't know, maybe just saw it somewhere, you know, there's a lot of donghyuck here in korea." i chuckled out.

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[ phone ringing ]

"hmm, yes?" i picked it up, still having my eyes fully closed.

"how's your visit honey?" i heard my mom's voice.

"it's fine, but it's better when you were with me." yawning, i stood up and looked out for the digital clock at the bedside, indicates that it's 1:00 in the midnight.

"yeah, i know, i'm coming home don't worry, sorry to disturb your sleep hyurin-ah, go back sleep again~"

"it's fine mom, take care, bye." i hung up and went to the kitchen.

i guess i'll be waiting for her, i couldn't go back to sleep when got awoken, i got a problem with it, was it called insomnia?

i turned the tv on and sat by the sofa, but after switching channels, i stopped by one channel which i found interesting for having a boring program, yeah.

"psychiatry says, when a person sneezes, doesn't mean their nose is itchy or whatsoever, it means a ghost passed by you or a ghost is near or around you."

i frowned, is this serious? well, i knew it from the start, but i'm always asking the same question, why always him? why is he always around me?

i stood back up and went my room to get my notebook, i write things and what i dreamt about down here to just in case i'll remember everything when it really seems hopeless.

my mom never told me a single detail about my friend back then, was he or she a boy or girl? what was his name? where is he right now?

i searched for the contents, finding something that's related to it, and everything was.

"september 14th 2018, i dreamt about someone, it's not very clear but i could tell that we were happy together, we were like 8 or 10 years old, but i couldn't see his face clearly, but we were so close like best friends."

"november 7th 2018, i saw myself, with someone i don't know and couldn't see his face clearly again, but he felt familiar, i was wearing a rose dress and was with him all the time, but then he told me that he had to let go, and i watched how he disappeared slowly drifting with the air like an ash."

it was august 19th 2018 when i woke up from a coma without knowing my identity but luckily my mom was there, she told me who is she, who i am, and brought the news that my father died from a car incident, and he was with me.

but i'm not getting any clues and conclusion from any of this informations, i'm tired of doing this, i just wish someday and someway that i would just wake up, having all the memories that were kept unlocked.

"lee donghyuck, june 6th 2000, i will never forget, i will know who you are." i wrote down and closed my notebook.