Chapter 1: Tragedy on a major scale
Once there was this
man, who was not aware that he had become a man yet. And in his thought of
still being a boy, a kid, a child, he lived his life as he always had, without
a single concern or negative thought in this mind of his. He was 18 years old,
and he had just started his senior year at high school when it all happened. It
was tragic, oh so tragic. The one person he truly loved, he lost to drugs. And
after the death of his mother, he hasn’t been the same. It’s like he was a
totally different person. Maybe he was, who knows?
He had lost
everything, every little shred of life was gone. He had no love in his life, no
reason to get up in the morning, no motivation to go to school, nothing, it was
all gone, gone with her and the light who brightened up his day, use to
brighten up his day. Now he had lost track of time and the days seemed as dark,
gloomy and quiet as the nights did. He wasn’t going to find the answer, not now
or any time soon it would seem.
Chapter 2: Life
He had started to
look for hope everywhere, hope for a lighthouse in the far, hope for a brighter
day, in friends, people that might become friends, people that he could talk
to, people that he could relate to, people who had been through the same, or
worse. He had started to appreciate all the people he had in his life. He
treasured them more and more, more than anything else in the world. This tragedy had thought him that life is a
gift that you should treasure and make the best of, while you still have it. As
fast as possible, he should learn that the greatest gift you can give is the
example of your own life working. Not before he has learned that, can he be
happy and go back to the same old life. Yet he shouldn’t really keep living in the
past, he should move on to the future, who knows, there might be a love with a
torch lighting up the way.
Chapter 3: The unexpected was more
He was back at school
again. He had showed up in class every day this week, so far anyway. Yet he was
distant, absentminded. He missed his home even though he was there ten minutes
ago. He missed the beauty of the red and the orange from the sunrise he used to
watch from his porch every morning, even though it was freezing outside. He
didn’t care. He just sat there on the deck breaking the thin layer of snow that
had come down in the last half hour. That was then. Now, he was going to
school, which meant he was on the bus when the sun rose majestically up, higher
and higher. The waves hit the rocks hard, harder than anyone would expect them
too. The unexpected was more. It was not only how hard the waves hit the rocks,
but also the fortitude of the wind. In which you could see in the trees along
the shore. The shore, the coastline, the seaside.
Chapter 4: The unknown
He was now back in
the present time. He was sitting out on the deck, looking at the stars in the
sky. The stars, the planets, everything worth looking at were looked at. He
couldn’t wait until Christmas came. He had already started thinking about Christmas,
and he was done decorating. The star was up in the living-room window, the
three was all done, the angels were up, the little gnomes were up, the fat men
in red were up, all the snowmen, all the goblins were up and all the red-nosed
reindeers were up. The presents were already underneath the Christmas three. It
was the 3rd of November, it was too early to even start to think
about Christmas, but this was after all the very first Christmas he was going
to arrange, usually his mom arranged them you know, but since she was gone, he
would have to gather the family together and arrange Christmas. Anyhow, he was
aware of this, so it would be Christmas this year as well. He was looking at
the sunset as he use to look at the sunrise, with a glimpse in his eye, a
glimpse of missing his mother. He looked at it with tears and a bit of loneliness
in his eyes. And as he watched the sun fall down in the fjord and burned it up
he broke down crying. Crying his eyes out he layed there in the snow just
thinking: “why me?”, “Why couldn’t this have happened to someone else? Anyone
else?”
He was reminiscing
about moments he have had with her, with his mother. Happy moments, sad
moments, good moments and bad. And then came someone, he didn’t know who it
was. He hadn’t seen the person before either. It was an unknown. The person
came and sat down beside him and said: “looks like you could need some
company.”, he sat up, against the wall and said to the unknown: “that would be
very nice. So kind of you to offer me some company. Who are you anyway?” and
the person answered, with a kind and gentle voice: “Oh, I’m just a person who
would like to get to know you. Why, you look so sad. What has happened?”. Like
that, just like that, a friendship had been created. And like that, they sat
for hours, before the person had to go, but it didn’t mind, because he had
gained a friend and a better mood as well.
