Anthology of Short Stories

WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME

Blood. Blood spreading all over in my hand as I stare my mom lying flat in the ground. I'm having a hard time breathing, I don't know what to do. I screamed for help. HELP!!!! WHY IS NO ONE ANSWERING ME!! I cried, shouted, regretted why I didn't apologized mom for what I have done. My head was blank as I hear the raindrop pouring steadily. I stood down letting my mom lay down in my lap once more, humming her favorite music. But it was too hard for me, I can't hum beautifully like you do because it makes me want to shout once more. I was scared, seeing my mom so pale, she was beautiful, lively, kind. WHY! OF ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE YOU! Don't die on me mom. As I hugged my mom tightly, shivering in pain and agony.

Shocked as mom held tightly in my hand and having enough strength to whisper gently in my ear as she says "I love you so much my daughter, I'm sorry for everything, I may not be a good mom but I'll always try my best to be the mom that you deserve, you're my one and only precious ". I wept continuously while shouting for HELP!!! Once more. I hugged mom hearing her breath fading away. Suddenly a man showed up, apparently it was my next door neighbor. He saw me covered in blood and mom suffering. He hurriedly called 911 as if he was in panic. When he put down his phone, he was talking to me. I did not listen even a single word of what he was saying, all that I could think of was mom. While the raindrops poured, I heard a sound of an ambulance getting closer and closer and closer. Then, I saw a bright luminous light. While I sat down, I saw my mom being taken by people. Who are they? Why are they taking mom away from me? I did not think thoroughly because of the horror I saw. I think hardly and look at the people who are taking my mom, It was the paramedics, they are helping mom......

It all started one day, I was sleeping silently in my room at home when suddenly mom knocked the door three times. I heard it loud and clear but I ignored her, I was too sleepy. My body can't move, probably because of fatigue. Mom continues knocking at the door but this time it was louder than before. I opened the door and she told me about me having a bad grade at school, mom was so furious she can't stop yelling at me. I got angry at her and slammed the door right in her face. Mom knocked the so hard that the door was about to break, it seems she had an irascible temper today. I can feel trepidation running down to my spine.

I did what I usually do, going to school. I ignored mom but when I looked at her, it seems that she was about to cry. It's like she wanted to apologize me. Rather than apologizing mom, I ignored her. It's her fault anyway. While I'm about to leave, I desist. I don't know why but my body stop on its own, I don't know why, Am I guilty for what I've done to mom? No, it can't be I shouldn't be the one who will apologize to her.

It should be her. Soon after, I left for school without saying a single word to mom. While I was gone, mom felt so sad that she wanted to shout, but she couldn't. She deplore the things she has done and wanted to set things right.

When school ended, I got home early. When I opened the door, mom was down on her knees and wanted to apologize me. I got angry and told her "SHUT UP!" my strident voice must have shocked her. I never knew that I could say something so harsh to her. But still, I didn't apologize to her. Mom was so sad that she hold my leg while kneeling and told me that she was sorry but I kicked her. I was shocked as I kicked mom and mom became frightened over me. I wanted to apologize to her but when I tried to grab her hand as gently as possible, mom flinched and was very scared of me. I rue my actions. Why did I kick her? I thought about it myself.

While I was about to cry, mom told me a story. I was confused but I continued to listened to her. She told me that when I was younger, mom would gently brush my hair and hum her favorite song. And then I remembered that moment when Mom's voice was so sublime that every time I heard that song, I'll always sleep on her lap soundly. Her voice was so beautiful I wish I could hear it again.