He used to hate her

I started telling him from the day when I talked with Tracy for the last time. We both had a deep conversation about my education.

" How many times do you want me to say this, Maddy. You are talented. If you apply to this school, you will be selected. You can study abroad for some years. This is a great opportunity for you. Please, don't lose it. I want this for you." Tracy was convincing me for my own good. We will both miss each other if this happens. But she's trying to do this for me.

" I'm not going anywhere. I want to be with you, mom and dad. I will leave you guys. I can't talk with you over the phone, Tracy" I refused.

" I would feel the same, Maddy. I never got the chance when I was in high school. But you do. We can talk over the phone every day for some years. I know you want this but you are hesitating. You are afraid of leaving us. I will be with our parents. Then, one day you will come back, it will be great. Please, agree. I will apply for it. I will do all other works to be done." She pleaded with me, with a pamphlet.

I wanted this. I wanted to study abroad. And she knew it. If this is really good for us, I will do it.

" Okay. Fine. I'm convinced completely. But promise me, you won't miss a single day without talking with me,"

" Never. I will call you every day. You are gonna tell me all about the new school, friends and even boyfriend when you get one," She winked and went out of the room. I slept in the evening with satisfaction that one of my dreams is going to come true (That was the last day I ever slept peacefully).

I woke up hearing a sobbing in the hall. I got out of my room to find my mom crying alone. She couldn't even breathe properly. She had bloodshot eyes. When she saw me, she came to hug me. I didn't know how to consult cause I have no idea about happened to her.

What happened, mom? Why are you crying?

Tracy...our Tracy died," I felt like

saying? She's fine. I talked with her an

broken here after hearing her. Tracy's like my twin. We look alike. We always stay together. Now, she went to apply to join me in a high school. She should have returned. Why didn't this happen? If I know something would happen like this. I would have never let her out of the house. I refused

Where is she now?

I asked, without wiping the flowing tears in my eyes. My mom told

as I left without a reply. I know I'm already too late but I'm not giving up. I went as fast as I can until I reached the spot. I left my motorcycle to fall on the road and ran towards my father. From the distance, I can see the

couldn't see her

can save her. She's not dead yet right. Mom should be wrong. Tell me it's

crying. I have to see her one last time. One last time. I turned to find an ambulance near the car and someone is closing a body and taking it inside the ambulance. I'm too late. My knees weakened. I was about

caught me without letting me see her. I'm too young to see death. Is that what

in this world alone. I will alone without her. She's one part of myself. I can't lose her. I fell to my knees in the road, crying

part of me died the day she died. And I know

I couldn't dare to look at her face. I cried day and night. My mom watched the news and cried and repeated the same thing for days. And I couldn't see my dad. He didn't even come home for days and my mom