After my brother was born, we moved to another city and bought a new home. At that time I was two years old. I cannot remember anything from that day, but sure my dad's work was nice, and we had a big house and our car. We used to be a happy family. But one day, when they went to the store to buy cake for my birthday...
They didn't come back...
I was waiting for them...
I was waiting for them with candles...
I wanted to make a wish...
I was waiting with my little sleepy brother...
I wanted to celebrate my birthday with my family...
I was waiting with... All of my heart...
Tick Tick Tick
When the big clock which was on the desk of the TV showed 11.34, the home phone started to ring. At that time, my brother who was sleeping on my lap asked me:
-Brother, did Mom and Dad back?
-No, Not yet. Maybe they are looking for a cake that I like...
-Brother the phone...
I heard the phone ringing, but somehow I didn't want to pick up...
-Yes...
-...Are you kids of Mr and Mrs Dan?-after a long time of silence they started to speak...
-Yes. I am. Who are you?
-I'm a nurse. Sorry to tell you, kid. But your parents...passed away...
I was shocked...
I couldn't believe it...
How is that even possible...
They just went to the market...
That must be a lie...
Yeah...
That must be a lie...
At that time I was panicked and almost lost control of my body... Then thanks to my brother, I called again and asked for the address. I called my neighbour who lived next to us and went to the hospital...
After an hour my relatives started to come and they were not in a situation of looking at us...
On the day of their funeral, my grandmother started to avoid me... And later I found out that she knew that the reason for the car accident was because of me.
Because I wanted cake...
Because I wanted a party...
Because of me...
They went to the store and when they were on the way home...
Accident happened...
...
When the funeral ended, Grandmother started to talk:
-You killed my daughter... You are murder... And you have no right to see us. So you orphan from now!
The words of my grandmother were really scary back then... I almost had a heart attack...
But now, it is different. And it is thanks to my brother. He stood up for me and spoke:
- Think whatever you want, but my brother is not a murderer! - He was really cute. He was half of my height, even though he was 7 years old, and his eyes were red since he cried so much for our parents... He was a baby and wanted to protect me - If you send my brother to the orphan, I will also go! You are not my grandma then! - This baby was stupid.
Back then my brother was my motive to move on...
But, because of me the two of us became orphans...
Such bad memories...
I wanted to think more, but then I realized if I stayed in the bath for another minute, I might have fallen asleep. I quickly stand up and take a quick shower. After reaching my room I saw I have still one hour and I just lay down and closed my eyes. I thought I wouldn't sleep...
But, yeah...