Live Your Life

First Survivor

"Gomen'nasai jōkyaku, anata no ressha wa jinshin jiko no tame ni okurerudeshou"

Announcements from loudspeakers on the train were heard throughout the train this morning which was crowded as usual. Yuki shuddered in horror at what was happening. Jinshin jiko literally means 'accident of the human body', and that is a general term used to describe all kinds of incidents where a train crashes into someone, whether due to pure misunderstanding such as human error, getting drunk, or indeed because of a suicide intention. When Jinshin Jiko happened, this not only stopped the affected train for a few moments, but actually stopped several trains at once for hours. Jinshin Jiko is quite common in Japan. Therefore, as soon as the announcement was heard, Yuki witnessed many people who were immediately busy with their phone, either contacting someone to notify the situation, or trying to find an alternative transportation, and so on. Not many confused and horrified faces Yuki saw. Ironic, right?

Two hours after the announcement, the train finally arrived at the destination station. Yuki came down while sighing. She walked reluctantly to the station exit. Hufth ... first day of school, and something like this happened. How poor ... DEG! Yuki was late, her eyes had caught the gruesome sight. Crowd near the station exit is not without reason. Some are still running fast to catch up on the delay, but some seem to be interested in a pile of formless flesh covered by a cloth, whatever color it was originally, because now only the blood color is visible. Wait! What is this? Why did the blood turn pink? Eh, now gray? Lho? Why is everything blurry? Then dark…

A few moments later, Yuki slowly saw a very bright white light. Ugh, dazzled. Her view began to clear. Then Yuki faintly smelled a pungent carbolic odor. Agh, I know this smell. Am I at the hospital? Hm? That means I was fainted? Hufth ... Yuki frowned several times trying to shake off the attacking of headache. After feeling quite better, Yuki began to get up from her bed.

"Yuki-san, have you come to your senses?" Asked the nurse who came close to Yuki.

"Mm ... yeah, I guess I'm fine" after clearing the bag and hospital administration. Yuki walked to the exit. Hm? Where should I go? It's too late to go to school. That's when Yuki saw a hospital campaign video showing an outdoor garden on the sixth floor. Wow ... should I go there? Yuki twisted her steps to the elevator and went up to the sixth floor. A few moments later the elevator door opened, Yuki look to right and left before finding a colorful view in the left of the elevator. She walked through the automatic door and was immediately welcomed with the fragrance of various spring flowers. What a contrast to the smell of carbol which previously tormented her nose.

Yuki looked around and found that the patients and guardians seemed to be enjoying the fresh air. Yuki was about to walk towards the edge of the park intending to see the scenery below when she saw something fall near her feet. What is this? The long blue paper shows the names and numbers that Yuki guessed as the date. This ... patient's bracelet right? Yuki looked around, trying to look at the wrists of patients in the park. There were not many patients there so it was easy for Yuki to conclude that no one lost their patient's bracelet. The wind blew hard enough when Yuki realized where this patient's bracelet came from. From up there!

"Hey, what are you doing ?!" Yuki shouted loudly, one of her hand drowned out the sunlight that blinded her eyes when she looked up. Instantly all the heads looked up and gasped. Up there was a silhouette standing outside the roof guardrail, the body slightly swaying from the wind. Yuki immediately ran towards the elevator.

"Oh my God ..." cried out in surprise and several screams shouted in the beautiful garden and the parking lot below it.

Hurry up ... hurry up ... Yuki has set up the sawhorses since the elevator number still shows the number eight. Once the elevator reached the top floor, Yuki ran with all her might towards the stairs that led to the roof. The door at the end of the stairs opened, Yuki blinked her eyes quickly trying to adjust to the sudden light. She found the hanging figure. She was about to run closer.

"Stop! Don't come closer," she shouted, hanging from the roof fence. Yuki stopped. But her hand was like trying to reach out even though she knew it was in vain because the distance from her was still quite far.

"Please ... don't do that," Yuki pleaded, stepping forward slowly.

"Stop!"

DEG! Suddenly Yuki's heart pounded very fast, cold sweat pouring out. Her vision was blurred again, a very dizzy part also attacked. No. Not now. I can't fade. At least not now. Please I have to save her. While closing her eyes Yuki stepped forward slowly.

"Please don't do it. Don't kill yourself. Because in the end, the people you love and who love you will be the killers."

"What are you talking about!"

"I am the only survivor of my family's Shinjuu (Shinjuu is a group suicide or a family suicide). And for years I was haunted by feelings of guilt as if I were their killer. Because it is unfair, they die while I live alone here. Please. Don't you think about the feelings of those who love you? " Yuki burst into tears, her legs were completely helpless to support her body. Wonder what strength made her still able to stand now.

"You don't know how I feel!"

"Yes, I don't know. Because of that, tell me. Tell the person who hurt you. Tell him who made you this way. Get angry at him. Shout at him. Don't do this. Please"

"Huh! Can you shout at your father?"

"If he made me so sick, of course I would try. Instead I made him a killer or ... can't see him again forever" the girl gasped. Strong winds blow again. "Oh my God ... please come back here, it's very dangerous," Yuki yelled, seeing that person's body shook violently in the wind.

"All right ..." some people arrived at the roof to coincide when that person turned around and tried to climb the fence back to the inside. Yuki sat limp. The surrounding noises were buzzing indistinctly until they finally became completely quiet. She did not really pass out. But also not really aware, even to realize someone lifted her body to the stretcher. Today is really something ...

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