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Tuesday morning
I remember stormy weather
The way the sky looks when it's cold And you were with me Content with walking So unaware of the world Walking on air
Our names are Jolies and Christine(:.Zhonghua-ian and nan chiau-ian. But always a 6hoper ! ^^
One-horse town
Passenger seats
The driveway
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Posted on: Sunday, March 21, 2010
I lost the most important person in the world when I started to abuse drugs. I lost my best friend, Erin. But now, it was too late to do anything as the dead cannot come back to life again. They are trap in the darkness just as how I, was trap in misery. It all began on that fateful day…Posted at: 4:26 AM “Hey Zoey ! Wait up !” Erin shouted in her cheerful voice. “Quit shouting if it is nothing important !” I snapped at her angrily. Her smiley face fell and I regretted my words almost immediately. “Sorry..I..I… just had a bad day…” I mumbled softly. Erin shrugged and walked beside me biting her nails nervously. When she reached her house she just waved briefly at me and went instead of screaming bye to me like before. I sighed. “Great day! Had a hard time in school and now my best friend is mad at me, totally great..” I thought sarcastically to myself. And when I reached home I was going to get another scolding from my Mother for being so absolutely late. Just as I expected , the moment I reached home, she started nagging at me. I stormed into my room and banged the door shut to show her that I had enough. Minutes later my Mother went out angrily, slamming the front door. As if on a schedule, seeing Mother had left, my brother, Damien barged into my room and asked, “Again?”. I nodded, slightly shocked that he would care about me at all. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of sweets…or so I thought. “Pop it into your mouth, drink some water and all your troubles will be gone like the wind.” he told me, grinning like he had won a prize. I gasped. There was such a thing on earth ? That could get rid of all troubles ? Exactly what I needed to forget all those terrible things that happen today, including having a nasty fight with Erin. “Okay.” I agreed and took one “sweet” . In that instant my life changed. Within minutes, I felt high. I would feel like I am a free bird flying everywhere, glad to have escape from the cage. However when the effect wore off, I felt terrible. I have a throbbing headache and felt frustrated. Damien stood there watching in glee. “Nice, right ?” he smirked. I was too tired to argue with him so I just nodded. He smiled at me again and skipped out of the room. I swear something was wrong so I reminded myself to ask him tomorrow. But then, I was so weak the moment my head hit the pillow, I was sound asleep. “ What was that that you gave me yesterday?” I demanded Damien the next day. Damien replied sheepishly, “ Why bother ? You know you like it.” I could have strangle him there on the spot. “Tell me ! “ I yelled desperately. He turned around startled and glared at me before saying, ”Drugs ! What do u expect ? Don’t they teach you in school ! “ My head was spinning as I tried to absorbed what he had just said. “Drugs..” I mumbled. I felt so bad that from that moment onwards I promised not to eat any drugs again. But alas, I broke my promise. Whenever I felt unhappy and frustrated, I will sneaked into Damien’s room, ransacked his bag to get some pills and swallowed them whole with water. I did not care about the consequences or effects from eating those drugs. I just wanted to get high, to get away from all my troubles even if it was only a few minutes. Sure enough, I became addictive to the drugs. Erin would stare at me as if I have something terrible on my face and bombarded me with many annoying questions. Most of the days I would feel angry at not being able to have my drugs so I would just glared and yelled at her for being a busybody. On some days I would simply ignored her. One day however, after school when she saw me she said solemnly, ”Stop it Zoey. Stop eating them !” I ignored her thinking of ways to pay back Damien’s betrayal. “Are you listening to me ? “ the anxiety in her voice was rising. I rolled my eyes and hurried off to take the bus across the street. “Zoey you have to stop ! “ Erin was already screaming her lungs out. I jaywalked across the street when suddenly BOM ! I could hear shouting and gasps all around me. My heart practically stop beating that instant. “Please don’t please don’t” I prayed to god as I braced myself for the scene that was about to greet me. Erin was lying in a pool of blood and people was crowding around her. It felt as if a million knives were stabbed in my heart as I ran towards Erin. “Don’t die please” I sobbed as tears like water from a full flow water tap rolled down my eyes and onto Erin’s dedicate face. I cried like there was no tomorrow and I wonder if there was a limit to how much tears could be produced in a day. In a blink of an eye, the paramedics and police arrived. The paramedics brought Erin onto a stretcher and drove me and her to the nearby hospital while the police questioned passer-bys. The paramedics pushed Erin into the operation room while I waited anxiously outside. Hours later the doctor came out and shook his head, “I am sorry.” My heart sank and tears started to drip down my pale shaken face. I cried miserably for weeks at the loss of my best friend. Since Erin’s death I no longer took drugs as it was her final request before she passed away. Till to this day, I wished that I had stopped to listen to her so that that traumatizing accident will never occurred. How I hoped there will be another chance for me to repent however it was too late… -CHRIS:) |
