Death of a loved one

It was a cloudy day in winter when I heard my little sister crying.

Her cries echoed in my head and I suddenly got flashbacks of the most painful day in my entire life.

I clearly remember walking with my friends while discussing how the exams are and the answers we wrote in the math exam. I was so happy and couldn’t wait to get home and tell my grandmother how easy the exam was and what I wanted for my birthday since it was around the corner. I was about to reach home when I saw my aunt rolling herself in the road while crying. I quickly ran to her so that I could help her.That is when I saw my older sisters eyes, they were red and swollen, that made my curiosity rise up and I ran to her and asked her why she was crying. The answer i got completely shattered me.

I couldn’t believe that my mentor , my grandmother had gone away leaving me in this cruel world.

I felt like my heart had stopped beating. The entire world had just stopped. My brain had just stopped working.

My North, my South, my East, my West had become a star. I felt like I was stuck in a terrible, heart-breaking nightmare.

After hearing my mom shouting my flashback ends. I realised that I was also crying and I convinced myself that it was over and I should move on. I learnt that if I keep on holding onto my painful past I will never move on.

Life taught me that death is an inevitable truth that we should all accept.