Lucky to Die?!
799 Words
Death IS like a ghost wandering anywhere... everywhere. Some are afraid of it, the other are waiting...
Life – so fragile! Every day is a miracle... NO?!
Two women bodies were found in the middle of the lake. The preliminary investigation states that they sank. No wounds or strangulation. The further fact-finding is needed.
Was it worth to die like this? Two sisters. One fate!
Good or Evil? Who cares?
Nobody can see the other person’s inside. No such magic dust. Know how she/he feels, what thinks, plans, sees, attracts and so on. Even looking to the depth of the eyes, still can’t predict. You are not God.
Do you believe in God?
Who can judge these two ladies? Nobody?!
One was always working, trying hard to achieve something better in her "great" life. No normal rest. Sleepless nights. One thing is that she truly loved what she did. Was honest, loyal, self-diciplined. Hmm... hard-working, independent... SHE truly LOVED. So much. Butterflies always flew in her stomach. Life seemed such a perfect and nice place to live and, by the way, do good things. ONE DEVASTATING EVENT. Crashed all. Like a square-mirror. No clear path where to go, why and what? Where? HOW? How to live further???
This woman was broken into the tiny pieces. SMASHED. The minced meat...
While the other always lying in a warm, cosy bed, all days doing nothing. Taking care of her perfect appearance, long square form nails, dark shining hair, nice and graceful, attractive body. The IDLER. Ironical, irresponsible, no future, work, family or whatever. Being so much jealous of seeing that her sis has everything. Is more UP than she! Wanted to take her adorable man. Becoming a cruel criminal. Was it worth?
Why people aren’t talking with each other anymore? Keeping everything inside. WHY? Conversation – cold ice cream for a mouth. Delicious. Tasty. Relief? In deed.
ANGER! The emotion that ruins a human being. Being angry, you destroy yourself. Only yourself. Can’t forgive. Can’t think clearly. Can’t breathe. Can’t see the magic around you. Hurting only yourself. It’s a pity... this emotion causes hasty horrible actions: revenge, fighting, shouting, screaming, killing.
Sorry! Means nothing if said without the real intention. Does SORRY solve the ticking problems when inside feels like hot lava?
LOVE! Solves everything? Can save the whole world, a person, something? YEAH. What a powerful feeling? Making you strong, healthy, eager to reach the Heaven, God, angels, purpose, etc. EVERYTHING. Two loyal hearts connected. Flying in the blue sky. Laughing. Shining inside and outside. Everybody sees that. Believe me! It is clearly seen. More love is needed in this world.
Poor two sisters. Wish the ending was happy. But... it is how it is. Fate? Destiny? Who cares?
TIME cannot be TURNED BACK.
ONE QUESTION: would they be lucky to survive or still die? The seeking answer might be below.
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The first sister's PROLOGUE at the very end of the story. FINAL:
I just wished him to survive... to live
Be my prop in difficult situations or happy moments - the placidness
He was my everything
The only best thing in life
That unforgettable night-nightmare
His still warm hand in my hand
But no life anymore
The eyes like glass cold
The hairy sewed chest is not moving
Over... Over... Passed away.
Wasn't a bad person at all
But nasty people around me
Changed ME
With their actions, words, ironical laughs, bullying
Wasn't a cruel killer at all
My brain played well
in my tired and sick head
Dreamt this detailed plan
The view was sent before
Like a taken photo in the brown frame
Saw her already sunk: all white,
full of green contaminated water inside
Well...
SHE killed me first spiritually (later physically)
Only empty body was left
Didn't feel anything
TRULY I wanted to die!!!
It is good be dead
You don't feel stabbing pain OR tears running through the face
Nothing... JUST... FREEDOM.
This white light in a tunnel
Brings you people who you love
but... lost
long time ago
NOW I am happy.
Finally!
I saw him, we are together forever.
No one can separate us.
Nobody.
Anymore.
Indeed, thank you, DEAR sis!
That you let me pass away
To sink... dreadfully
No heavy waves on my chest anymore
No sleepless nights or weakness
Screaming
Dreaming nightmares
Silent mood, anger or hatred
or
The Sisyphean work -- meaningless
I am free.
I AM FREE!!!
My hatred to you has gone
I realise
That life is just a game
Simple or Difficult?
Similar to the WIC company's game
"Survive or Die?"
(7 days to wait)
However
You choose?
If somebody would ask me now
Lucky to die?!
I would say, 'YES'.
because I am.
Your A
- Writer
