A dark moon — Premise
death scares everyone. inevitable yet sudden too. forthcoming yet expected. when a loved one goes away, we all take a few steps back. but what will you do when you feel when your complete self has eroded away but the body still does work on its own? this is my story when i killed myself.
14th february 2022….
the day when i felt the idea of what respect, trust and love sinking from my heart
they say family is everything, but in my case, i never knew that bond called family
tío enojado (angry uncle) had called imelda to discuss an “important” matter. they were on a call which was rare for me and all the children in the main house. but it went for a long time which ended with the tyrant’s loud hisses.
there were a few hints of the past where some anticipated matters were discussed in the house after my abuelo materno(maternal grandfather) passed away. it was more than hard to deal with these emotions where you have interacted very less with this person but they were family.
back to the present — i rushed out for the pressing work, not knowing what had happened. the mushy routine is hard to handle but the odd behaviour was pressing more stress in my head. upon returning on a break, i gained all the information on the matter.
they say that when you face difficult situations at a young age, you tend to get stronger and more prepared to face the hellish gates that life will make you pass.
i wasn’t ready to hear this….my tío saying that imelda didn’t contribute anything to the house. i know her well…that rugged woman who knows everything and yet the most simple and humble woman in the world. through her fiery tongue lashes out brutally, she has been there to support those in need.
this is hard to believe but even his accusations went up the roof, to a point, my respect for him and others blinded me. but why? it was him and others who want to discuss this matters. their so-called dexterity made me question my parents for their thoughts.
so, i went into a state of unrest where i felt that i was losing something vital. it was slipping out of my hands but why am i still pondering about each side?
that’s when the material of the weapon was sent to the furnace….
two days before the storm outburst, i was yanked to a family gathering which i vehemently protested for. many were just happy to gloat on seeing the others after the pandemic whereas i was delighted to meet my little nephews and nieces.
i spotted my tío of course, but i felt strange. there were odd sensations that i had been ignoring —
- the tyrant had pointed out why he felt that enojado was hellbent on showing his true emotion after a long time.
- tío instructing me to not depend on others in an accusing tone.
- the baby gaul’s odd behavior towards me.
i didn’t talk to him because his aura shook me in a vengeful state. that bothered me till the day of the fight. when i went back to work, i shared my thoughts with my mentor, the female odin. she told me to apologize which was my plan too. he is abrasive, bashy and all that but he is a good man.
until….
i made the call in the evening. when he picked the call, i started crying which i never do. but this time, i did. i was guilty that i made him for not wishing him. he questioned me why i was crying and i explained that he had been supportive for two scenarios in my life but it was not fair on my part that i chose to disrespect him on that day by not talking to him.
that is why the peaking point begin to rise to the brim….he brushed off, again accusing that it was a tactic that his elder sister is making me perform as the act and he doesn’t care less. i felt my soul tremble, questioning that was this that man whom I respected the most? the man of warmth and authority i knew?
that’s when i heard a sword being dragged on the ground with thunder leashed to attack me anytime sooner……
bonus
(Are you sure that you are fine with me to leave suddenly?
yeah! i am serious.
I….I shouldn’t have done that.
we shouldn’t have done that. now go. i will handle this for a while and we will get back soon.
(hugs the grim reaper soon) Take care. Yo, Doofus! You are doing great. Speak as much as you need. We all are here for you!!!
Mindy leaves and the Grim Reaper turns to the lake..
hello readers,
this is the grim reaper. i had expected that this tale will open up soon. well, here we are.
now, i don’t have information as much as you do but i am worried about why she said that she killed herself.
also, the separation anxiety is difficult to handle. so those who are reading, be aware of what you are reading. this can make you upset which is why think a few times before you wish to read this.)
