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Saturday, June 19, 2010

The End of Friendship

i wrote this for my english class.
it's just a simple short story.
i'll post more short stories that i wrote before this :)




How could she? After three years of being best friends and now she tested me with so many problems. I could feel my hands trembled and my stomach twisted.

"Yesterday was raining and I was badly sick. Where are you when I needed you the most?" Maira called me yesterday. She continued, " She came and helped me. She even stayed over-night to watch on me. I was hoping you to come here instead of her. But you never came." She had that disappointment tone.

"Who is she? So now you're saying that I did not make a good friend for you?" I asked her. Maira and I were best friends since Form One. Before this, we quarreled just like this, but this was slightly more hurting for me. Somehow I felt that she changed lately.

"You don't have to know who she is, Lyra. It's not important. You - "

"It is important to me! I remembered, Maira. I remembered that every time we fought, you must make up a story which was absolutely not true! You lied and lied until you hurt me. And now you're doing it again," I replied her before she could continue.

"Yes, I do confess that I made those stories up," Maira started to cry on the other end of line. "But, I wanted to know how much you love me. This is all because of Karina and Diana. Since you moved into that new class, you abandoned me. You're always with them."

It was true, since I moved into that new class, I was closer to Karina and Diana. But Maira was wrong, I never abandoned her. I still love her like before.

"It's not true! I love you just like I love you before. So, this is all about jealousy? Why do you have to be so childish? I love them just like I love you," I told her. I paused and I did not know what else to say. "I don't know Maira. I'm sorry that I hurt you. But just so you know, you hurt me badly with all the stories and your attitude. I wish to know the old Maira. The Maira that I know before this never lied and loved me as the way I am. But today, the Maira that I know is selfish and a liar." Maira kept her silence. "I got to got," and I switched off the phone.

...................


The next day, I went to school as usual. Karina and Diana saw my red eyes and asked me if I was alright. I told them everything, from A-Z. They were good listeners and they even advice me to think back what i had done and maybe I could be back together with Maira.


During recess time, I walked passed Maira's class. I was nervous to see her, but I did not know why. I looked inside her class but I could not see her anywhere.


"Adli, where's Maira?" I asked one of my ex-classmates.


"Maira's absent today, Lyra."


"Oh, thanks." I walked back to my class. Was she sick? I wondered. Probably she was still mad at me.


I thought that Maira would come the next day, but I was wrong. She did not come. I texted her asking if she was alright, but she never answered
any of my texts or my calls.

.......................


"There's a call for you, Lyra!" Mom shouted from downstairs. I ran down to get the phone.

"Hello, Lyra speaking."

"Lyra, this is Auntie Charmeen," Maira's mother. "I have a bad news. Could you come to SJMC hospital now?"

"Why? What's wrong, Auntie?" I got worried.

"It's about Maira. Please come here as soon as possible. She wants to see you."

"What happened to Maira?"

"I'll explain later. Please, just come."

"OK, I'll be there as soon as I can." I searched for my mom upstairs and asked her to send me to the hospital. "No time to explain. Just please send me to the hospital. Mom, faster!" I urged her to drive faster.

It took 30 minutes to get to the hospital because it was far. As soon as I reached the hospital, I asked the nurse where was Maira's room.

I ran to the direction that the nurse told me. Room 42A - I reached there. I opened the doors and saw nothing. The single bed was not there. Where is Maira? Then I saw Hakim, Maira's brother walking outside the door. He was crying, I'm sure of that.

"Maira.. Where's Maira, Hakim?" He looked at me, but he did not answer. I knew there was something wrong. "Hakim! Tell me where Maira is!" I started to cry when I felt someone tapping my shoulders. Auntie Charmeen was crying, too.

"Maira, she's gone."

"W-what? What o you mean she's gone?"

"She left us, Lyra. She's dead!" Auntie Charmeen mourned. I was crying badly. How could all of this happen?

"Maira, dead?! NOOOOO!!!!" The whole floor could hear me.

.........................


That incident happened two years ago. And now I am 17 years old. 15th August was Maira's birthday. I wished she was still there. We share the same birthday. So, I felt very, very sad and depressed because we usually celebrate it together.

"Happy Birthday, Lyra!" Mom and Dad wished me. "Rise and shine, baby." They jumped onto my bed and hugged me. "Come on, let's go downstairs. Birthday girl shouldn't just be in bed, right?" Mom pulled me up.

We were walking down the stairs when I heard people shouted "Surprise!!!" I was shocked to see all of my classmates were there.

"Ma, you embarrassed me. I'm still in my pajamas!" I whispered at my mom, but she just laughed.


After the surprise party, I sat alone outside at my garden. I saw Hakim was outside the gate and waved at me and I waved back. "Hey, Lyra. Happy Birthday!" he stood in front of me.

"Gee, thanks, Hakim. You missed the party, though."

"It's OK. I came here to give you this." He handed me a pink box. "It's from someone. I better get going."

"Oh, thanks! Say hi to Auntie Charmeen, OK?" He nodded and started to walk away. "Walk carefully." I watched him go. I opened the box. It smelled familiar. It was Lily fragrance, Maira's favorite. I flicked through the papers and I saw some pictures of me and Maira since Form One until Form Three. I started to cry and I noticed there was a letter. I opened it and it was Maira's handwriting.


Happy 17th Birthday, Lyra! :)
I wished I was still there with you, but God didn't want me to do so.
I'm sorry that I didn't leave you anything, only this. I know you are
shocked right now reading my letter after my death. I asked Hakim
to give you this on your 17th birthday.

Lyra, do you still remember, we used to buy ice-creams after
school and we'll sit sit down under 'Mr. Tree'? Sometimes
we fell asleep on it. We used to play Truth or Dare and
we did crazy stuff for the Dare. I miss those time.

The first time you fell in love with that boy named Syazwan,
you smiled all day long and you told me everything
about you and him. We laughed. We planned how to make
him noticed you. And when you two were together, you
told me that you was the happiest person on Earth.
but we cried too when you guys separated. I wished I
could comforted you. I wished I could make you happy
when you were down.

You was always there by my side when I needed you.
I'm glad to have a 'sister' like you. You never get bored
when I was talking nonsense. I love you for who you are.

I'm sorry that I didn't tell you anything about my health. I
am having brain tumor, since I was seven years old. Truly speaking,
I feel the pain every day and night. I might looked OK from the outside,
but only God knows how I feel. Sometimes I thought to myself
that I'd rather be dead from suffering the pains and
I don't want my family to suffer it, too. But I guess this is a test
for my family and I.

I'm sorry that I've been a jerk to you lately. I'm sorry that I faked those
stories. I thought that will help us, but they were definitely didn't help us.
I hope that you could forgive me. I know Karina and Diana are good persons.
They will definitely take good care of you. As a return, please,
take care of them for me.

Even though death will make us apart, I want you to know that I'll always
be with you. I never hate you. I always love you and I hope
that you do love me, too. I'm sure we'll meet again at hereafter.
Someday...

I LOVE YOU,
Maira

P/s: Good luck in your SPM, Lyra! (:


I could not help it anymore, and I cried. I never thought that our friendship has ended like this. She was a good friend and once I felt like we were sisters. I remembered the last time we fought, I called her a liar and a selfish. I did not have the chance to say that I was sorry. I wish I could take back my words...



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