Lost Happiness

The sun is setting down, lack of sunlight coloured the clouds in shades of amber and purple. A glimpse of starlight can be seen in the shades of purple sky. "Such a beautiful view up here, just like that town," I mumbled, trying to touch the sky even though I know I could never reach it. "Why did I not been here earlier..." I thought to myself as I walked slowly towards the edge of the rooftop. Suddenly a gush of wind gently kissed my cheek. "This wind..., this brings me back to that time..." I murmured to myself.

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"Makaira! Slow down. Mommy can't catch up to you." My mother yelled at a distance. A gentle gush of wind kissed my cheek as I was running at the roadside. My mother and I were on the way back home after a trip to the supermarket. The supermarket is just down a few blocks. "Mommy mommy we are about there!" I yelled happily. As turn around to look for my mother, the groceries that she was holding falls to the ground and was running towards me panicking. "Watch out!" she yelled in horror. "Mommy?" I questioned.

"SCREECH!"

I turned my head to the road and saw a truck coming towards me like a charging bull. Frozen in fear I could not move my legs, my heart pumps faster and faster as the glimpse of death flashed upon me. "MAKAIRA!" yelled my mother carrying me up and toss me to the nearby grass patch. Landed on the grass patch, pain surged through my body.

"CRASH!"

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I heard a loud crash that's why I'm here."

"Car accident. Someone got hit."

"MY HOUSE WALL!"

I stood up, enduring the pain and dragged myself towards my mother lying in front of me. "Mommy?" I asked nudging her arm. 

She did not reply. 

"Mommy? wake up..." nudging her harder than before. 

Still, she did not reply but instead lying in the pool of blood lifelessly.  I keep nudging her harder and harder.

"Makaira?" a familiar deep voice questioned. It was my father.

"Daddy. Mommy not moving... why?" I sobbed. Father carried me onto his shoulder, facing me to the other side so that I could no see my mother, patting my back, repeating: "Everything would be OK sweetie. Everything will be alright." with his deep and sorrow tone.

Later, it was known that the truck went out of control was due to the driver dozed off on the wheel and his foot is still on the gas pedal, thus, resulting in the truck to drive full speed towards the roadside. The driver died too. 

After that incident, father changed. He used to come home with the biggest smile that I even saw in the world, always cheerful and full of happiness. Now, he comes home nearly drunk every day, the smile he used to have was covered with a sorrowful and pitiful expression. He starts to distance away from me and blaming himself for mother's death every night.

It was no one's fault in the beginning. Everyone agrees to have a hotpot dinner before the beach trip tomorrow to celebrate my parents 6th anniversary. The guy would pack for our trip while the ladies go out and buy ingredients for dinner that evening. No one knows that there would be an accident, no one knows that accident victim would be mother, no one knows.

I decide to do whatever it takes to make father happy again. I learn how to cook, learn how to do house chores around the house, plan trips and study my hardest to get good grades just to get father back to his usual self. And father did slowly change back to his usual self, he started to talk to me more, coming home without the reek of alcohol and the sad, pitiful face starts to peel off to review the smile he used to have.