Last Summer ✔

Sea of Positivity: LAST SUMMER

A year ago on this day, I was sure I would be dead. But there I was, late again for work.

"I'm surprised Sipho still lets you come to work." Buhle, my roommate, commented chewing her bubblegum ever so annoyingly.

"He doesn't even ask anymore. I guess I'm the best waitress he has." We both chuckled at that before I said bye and left.

Rushing down to the railway station was the easiest task, the hardest was to get in the actual train in the morning rush. Living in an overpopulated city comes with such.

I said a lot of "excuse me(s)" and "sorry(s)" until I was inside the station waiting for the train, at least I didn't miss it.

Clinging onto my bag, bringing it close to my chest and making it less likely to be snatched by thieves was my way of making sure my anxiety doesn't spike.

The last thing I thought could happen to me is being shoved by a teenage boy running away from the security, but that's not all. I fell onto the railway and my uniform was now greasy with rail oil and dust.

"Great!" I muttered under my breath. Standing up, I took my handbag trying to get back up but my hands were slippery and it was a high step to take from down there.

"Hey, I need help." I said randomly not fixing my eyes on anyone while trying to wipe the oil off with my jeans. Everyone was just too busy on their phones or too busy walking in different directions, no one paid attention to me.

"Somebody please help...I need help." I said a little louder. But no amount of loud voice can defeat a thousand more loud voices.

I yelled for security instead but it was like I was stuck with a mute voice or I was invisible. While I was starting to get frantic and angry, I heard it.

The train is coming.

I heard the words like someone whispered them to me, the words were accompanied by a train honk that made me freeze. I don't remember exactly how I reacted, but I'm sure it was a mixture of screaming for help and crying... then bracing for the effect.

The train never smashed me like I expected. I think I was going through a phase of disbelief. I had so much adrenaline and fear that I didn't notice a man roughly pulling me out of the railway.

I was shaking. That much I do remember. But It's normal considering the situation, just that...nothing could've prepared my heart for what happened next. I thought the day couldn't get any worse.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." I sobbed, wiping my face with dirty shaking hands. I was in a sitting position far from the rail with a man standing and hovering above me.

His gruff reply got my joints twisting and my head spinning. "I know what you did last summer, so don't thank me."

It's then that I noticed the smirk on his face as he turned and walked away.

I don't remember anything else after that...only my current situation. Which is being in an emergency room with needles sticking into my skin.

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Waking up with uBuhle by my side, I felt my head throb.

"Hey. Here, doctor's orders." She gave me a glass of water with a straw and I drank.

"They say you had a panic attack at the station, wanna tell me what happened?" She asked putting the glass down and sat on the little space of the hospital bed.

My headache worsened as I thought about it, but I decided to tell her. I might die soon anyway.

"A man..." It came out hoarse, I had to clear my throat. "A man saved me from getting run over by a train. Then he s-"