My friend’s last gift
It’s been a long time since I saw my classmates in college. I think we’ve been too busy with life trying to achieve our dreams and ambitions that we didn’t intend to stop thinking of the people who once touched our lives. My classmates are a few of those who touched my life and what I’ve become today is also because of them. Every person I meet in life creates an impact in my future; I guess that is one of the laws of time that most people agree.
Last Nov. 12, 2007, I heard the news about my friend. He was my classmate and a close friend. He is usually my activity partner when it comes to laboratory work. We are part of the top 5 smart asses in class when it comes to tactical cheating (even though some teachers know what we are doing, they are merciful enough to ignore it). I never thought I would hear this sad news soon… that he passed away last Nov. 10, 2007. We used to talk about our dreams and goals to achieve in life, but I guess his dreams will only be just a dream. I’m just glad we were right all the time about the importance of living. I guess that realization is the last gift he gave me.
We visited his funeral wake last Nov. 13, 2007 together with my friends, colleagues, and some classmates in college. Despite the widespread news, I was still hoping that everything is a big joke. But everything is true when we got there. As I looked at his coffin, our silence conquered the attention of his parents and relatives. Dejected, we sat quietly looking at his body, his aunt then started to tell his story.
He died because of meningitis. I never knew he had an illness like that, he was healthy as a cow the last time I saw him. I felt awful because I wasn’t able to help him that time. He suffered a lot because of that illness, and I can see that he cried a lot at that time. I have lots of stories to tell but I kept my mouth shut at that moment. One of my classmates whispered at me, "Why don’t you tell his parents something about him?" I said I know nothing, well of course, I lied. I looked at his mother; she was sitting alone and crying quietly beside the coffin. It is really sad for a mother to lose her youngest son
I don’t want to increase her pain, that’s why I said nothing. I hope I did the right thing.
I thank him for making me realize that life is made for us to become happy and I can see he never wasted his life. Goodbye for now my friend, I will always remember you as a good friend.
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