Prologue
In a starry night I waited for the falling star to come accross in the vast night sky. My vision focused on the unblinking lights billion far away from where I am. Whispering a silent wish in my head, "please startlight make my dreams come true". I wasn't afraid of anything. I wasn't even scared of the darkness around me. I was waiting solely for my falling star.
When the shiny star make a dashing light accross the sky, I hold my breath utter my wish. It was only a mere second but I made sure I did my wish. It was only then I give time to notice my sorrounding.
It was dark. I should not be scared but the little heart within me knows the exact emotion I should be feeling. I run as fast as I could to reach out a light that Im seeing inside my head. However, no matter how fast and far I run I don't see a light. I look up the sky again and see the moon and the stars gazing upon me. I whispered in the air using the only strength and breath left on me.
"It didn't came true. Only if I made the wish earlier will it came true?... "
I let go of my self and allow the force of nature to drag me down. I fall to nothingness, unmoving and unfeeling. I couldn't hear or feel myself breathing. I can't recognize the reason why my heart is still breathing. Right now, my mind is the only one whos talking.
I tried to shout but I can't even hear my own voice. I tried to move but it was so dark, I'm afraid no one could see me. I hug myself and tried to be strong. Only when the sun came up and told me you survive again.
I should be happy but my bones shiver from the memory of that night. The sun will not stay forever and the night will come. I will be on the same state again and again.
I tried to talk, to let the world know I exist. However, I don't seem to find someone who is there to listen. Every second of my existence is crumbling pulling myself to find ways to end my suffering.
I talk back to myself, told her many times we made it today. "We will get used to it someday. " The saddest part is Someday is also like waiting in vain. It wasn't always guaranteed that it will happened.
I tried the hardest that I could but find no escape from that nightmare. Suddenly...in a silent bliss a hand reach out to me.Cold and is a blaze of dangerous trade. It didn't take a second for my hand to hesitate. Instead the hand grab me by force and caught me as a hostage. It was dark and terrifying. So I chose to close my eyes, oath to myself that I shall not open them.
I know darkness of the night is coming and there is nothing more dreadful fear my mind is anticipating. I wonder when it will end. As the darkness cover the veil of light a strange chaotic sound awaken me.
"Where did it came from.. "
I can't open my eyes but I know I need to. Only when I open my eyes I saw people around me. They are just like me or so I thought they are. I look at myself and see no sign of being captured. No bruises or wounds. I am in confusion where did my wounds go?
I realized it wasn't visible to this world. A world that hand brougth me. It hides my wounds but not the sting of pain from it. It didn't show the real situation of how I exactly appear to the eyes of this world.
Or so I thought...
A hand grab me again, this time I see a smiling face looking at me. I wanted to ask what that eyes see in me. However, I wasn't able to voice it out. Everything around me moves so fast but I am pacing the opposite. I don't want to be here.
I tried to let go of the hand whos holding me. But I was surprise to what I see. This hand is a person someone who is not like me. A person who force me to not let go.
I hear the voice, I understand what it means but what do they know? Does those eyes see the real me? Why should I live the world that I don't like?
Little did I know that it is a bit better than where I came from. So I decided to stay but it brought more wounds and endless agony of my soul. I am officially not capable of surviving at all. No matter how the world change around me... wherever I may go.
The person still stubbornly held me captive. I wonder if this person realize my situation or don't really know at all. The person smile never fails. The person never forgets to talk to me. The person always tried to heal me, I know. But why I am still not cured?
It is pointless and every time this person do something, I suffer. I no longer pity myself but this being who continuously tried its best. Why won't this person stop?
"Why...? "
"You finally talk to me. "
I was shocked, it was my voice. I can finally hear my voice. I hear him talked too.
"Oh no, don't be scared I should have not gotten too excited. "
Why I didn't notice this shining lights around him before. Was he always a male to begin with? Why didn't I see this dancing colors around me?
"You see you've been always quite. Not talking to anyone but I was glad and contented that you were always with me. Not to sound like a freak... Ahhm.. Hahaha what am I saying? Haha.. But right now I dont know... when I hear you talk... Ahhm Is there anyone who told you how beautiful your voice is?... Arrrghhh now I sound freak... "
I'm still in dazed. Unable to understand the changes that happen. In a mere second my world drifted to a new form. A form is far more unfamiliar, a world I'm afraid I was not educated about how the rule works.
Cunfused but unafraid, I have no choice but to run away. My mind is battling against its own trying to decipher the complicated twist of time. I realized running again is the only choice.
"Again?... " I'm running again? But why? I don't feel scared and there was no new wound that appears in me. Why am I running?
I looked back and saw him smiling. Only then I knew what a real smile that can create light in the darkness. Only when I learn that I want to live again.
I want to live in this world as long as his just there. I won't mind the pain of my wound. It does not matter. I start hoping again that maybe the wish had just got delayed. I was just too impatient and too weak to figth my own battle.
If this world had a person like him then maybe someone who is suffering like me whichever world she or he maybe, will have the chance to accept the reality.
I am a broken piece of a soul. I cannot complete my entire being. My missing is beyond retrieval. I am a walking hollow in your world. By reality I am someone you don't know and will not know. Only if you will lend your sincerity you might help me drifting far away to the abyss of darkness.
"Thank you.. "I told him and decided to have my own battle to end.
Yes if only stars grant wishes faster and if only wish could be done sooner.
I might be fully saved and cured.