Never So Complete (Short Story)

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White...

White walls..

Ceiling..

everything is white..

Where am I? 

What happened??

Am I dead??

No..

I can hear foot steps

rushing towards me..

What's wrong??

Where am I?

Again, questions left unanswered.

I saw people running to that door..

They are wearing white also..

What the heck is happening around here?! Where am I?

I shout, but no one seems to hear..

Someone is approaching...

I saw her.

T-that person... 

I know her..

She is running...

As if she's running for her life...

Those people who are wearing white came out from that door..

at the very moment she arrive..

She looked so confuse.

The guy shake his head, looking at her with symphathy..

What's going on here??

I shouted again..

But then again..

No one hears..

I look at her..

She is furious!!

I can see it in her eyes!

She run again...

To that door..

I can see nothing in her eyes..

But I can feel her..

She's emotionless..

But I can feel all the fears in her..

She is furious of this thoughts..

I followed her..

There...

She is standing..

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Fist closed...

Emotionless..

"She's gone"

Someone tap her shooulder..

"no...

This can't be...

This..

This is..

This is just a prank..

Right??

Tell me!!!" 

She is so furios...

They shook their head..

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

 tears escaped from her eyes..

So does mine..

Our tears are one..

She...

me...

Is one..

again.. 

I'm alone..

Darkness..

I can see nothing but darkness..

Voices...

I can hear voices..

"she's gone"

"I'm sorry buth I'm busy.."

"Go away! Ca'nt you see I'm doing something.?"

"we have plans best.. Maybe nextime, I will go with you.."

They left me...

My tears keep escaping..

They are betraying me..

.

.

.

Someones.. calling me..

"hey... wake up.."

"hey! you're having a badreams again!"

I opened my eyes..

 Bad dreams?? no..

nightmare..

How many times are you going to hunt me??

"what is it this time?" She asked.

"nothing. I can't remember.." I answered here coldly...

"common.. Pwede mo naman akong pagsabihan.. Don't you trust me?"

"tru--st you?"

"yeah.. I here to listen.." She said smiling..

"I can't remember..really"

"o-okay.. Kung ano man yun.. Sana di na maulit pa.." she looked at me with that look... naaawa siya sakin.. I know.. I saw that so many times..

"don't look at me like that.. Thanks for the company.. You may go now.."

"yes ma-am.."

"ahh Ma-am..before I forget.. My meeting po kayo later at 2pm.." 

"thanks.."

"andito lang po ako.. trust me.. handa akong makinig.."  

I just look away.. 

with that. lumabas na siya,...

"andito lang ako...trust..psh.." mga salitang ayaw kong  paniwalaan..

Suspicion, lack of trust, anger, and more held her apart previously from them. they we're all fools.. She thought..A fool cannot see clearly, it seems. A wise person would know all along because wise people were once fools themselves.

Because of those things... She had become a person who seem not to lived.. Strange that life situations can produce people who never lived, but it does happen. 

But what if one day.. Someone will come..and pick her up and make her smile again...