By Neil Prasanth Pathak - Grade VII A
Life went on. So cold and brutal. After all the losses, all the pain, all the struggles......... life went on. Everyone around was busy. It was all the same, but it felt like being in another world entirely.
The realization of someone's death, it felt like to me should stop the world in its tracks. But it all just happened. So familiar yet so strange.
The weather suited my moods. Cold and stinging. I wrapped the scarf tightly around my neck. My final comfort. I looked around, all the cars were moving, people were talking, lights were buzzing. They didn't know how I felt. To feel the coldness of death.
I was awestruck when people so easily gave me their condolences and moved on. I shall finally have to bear the pain no longer. I shall not have to hear their sympathy no longer. It would be over in one quick and fluid motion. Nobody would care. A few would shed tears. But it will be over. I look around me one last time.
Then as quick as lightning jump into the water. The cold of the water shocks me, but I fight it. I seek to go to the deepest part of the ocean where then there would be no backing down. I reach the bottom and exhale for the last time. The pain, the cold it would all be over soon.
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