[Writer's Club DEC] Afterlife Appointment [original story]
Title: Afterlife Appointment
Author: rin_no_himitsu (me!)
Genre: Drama, General, Friendship
Rating: T (PG-13)
Summary: Last year, I ignored you when you were in need of a friend. This year, I'll give you the greatest Christmas present you could ever wish for.
A/N: What I actually submitted to the Writer's Club. It's supposed to be heartwarming! Not sad! D:
Monday. The park was deserted when I arrived. My staggered breaths made themselves clear in the crisp winter air. I was about to be late this morning, so I hurried here. I glanced at my watch. 9:00AM. Good. I can’t afford to be late.
Snow had already begun to fall, and a thin layer of it had already settled on the bench overlooking the playscape. I brushed off a space large enough to sit, and plopped down on the wooden surface.
The snow gradually thickened. I watched as the area around me got transformed into a Winter Wonderland. It was ethereal, enticing; enchanting. And soon, I lost sense of time.
---
Tuesday. I’m back at the park-9 A.M. sharp. I brought my phone with me today. I was going to reread all of her texts.
December 19, 2009. 9:03 A.M.
My mom kicked me out of the house again. I guess our Christmas won’t be anything like the ones from before. I’m spending the day at the park near the school.
December 19, 2009. 9:29 A.M.
I know you haven’t replied to my last text yet, but I got bored. Sorry for bothering you again. You’re the only friend I have. Let’s talk now, okay?
December 19, 2009. 11:24 A.M.
You still haven’t responded! Aww… But the snow looks so nice on the park. It hasn’t been disturbed. Don’t you love that? It’s just so magical!
December 19, 2009. 8:43 P.M.
We haven’t talked at all today. (>o<) I’m going to start walking home now. It’s cold. Hopefully my mom will let me back into the house. Good night!
The poor girl didn’t realize that I was just ignoring her texts. But later, I recovered and saved every single one.
---
Wednesday. It’s starting to get to me. The cold, I mean. And the loneliness. After all, no one comes to the park on days like these.
I brought my phone again. But after a while, my mind drifted off to the past. Happier times.
“S-So, I guess we’ll be partners for this project, right?”
“Yep. What’s your name again?”
“Maria. N-Nice to meet you!”
And then…
“Hey, Maria, you’re pretty cool. Let’s be friends. Here’s my number.”
---
Saturday. I had passed Thursday and Friday at the park, as usual. I read her texts over and over.
December 25, 2009. 9:17 P.M.
Hey… My mom’s not letting me back in. I’m lonely. Please talk to me.
December 25, 2009. 9:25 P.M.
I can’t feel my legs anymore. It’s getting harder to type… Why won’t you talk to me? It hurts…
---
Sunday. My parents protested when I told them I was going to a friend’s place. “We have to spend Christmas together!” they argued. “It’s a family tradition!”
In the end, I escaped. And just in time. I was almost late. Today is special. And the conditions were perfect, too. It had started to snow again. Light snowflakes. If all goes according to plan, it’ll become a blizzard. Just like one year ago.
It wasn’t until late afternoon when the blizzard hit. I’d been a little worried, but it seemed like Mother Nature would come through in the end. So I walked to her house. My limbs started to freeze. And when I finally got there, I sat myself down in front of their door and closed my eyes. With great effort, I whispered something to the wind.
“Hey, Maria. I’m coming now, okay? You won’t be alone anymore.”
---
Later that night, a phone that had been untouched for a year, buzzed.
December 25 2010, 9:37 P.M.
Merry Christmas, Maria! And… If you were still alive, you’d be sixteen now. But don’t worry. I’ll give you the greatest birthday/Xmas present you could’ve dreamed of.
…
See you in heaven.
Author: rin_no_himitsu (me!)
Genre: Drama, General, Friendship
Rating: T (PG-13)
Summary: Last year, I ignored you when you were in need of a friend. This year, I'll give you the greatest Christmas present you could ever wish for.
A/N: What I actually submitted to the Writer's Club. It's supposed to be heartwarming! Not sad! D:
Monday. The park was deserted when I arrived. My staggered breaths made themselves clear in the crisp winter air. I was about to be late this morning, so I hurried here. I glanced at my watch. 9:00AM. Good. I can’t afford to be late.
Snow had already begun to fall, and a thin layer of it had already settled on the bench overlooking the playscape. I brushed off a space large enough to sit, and plopped down on the wooden surface.
The snow gradually thickened. I watched as the area around me got transformed into a Winter Wonderland. It was ethereal, enticing; enchanting. And soon, I lost sense of time.
---
Tuesday. I’m back at the park-9 A.M. sharp. I brought my phone with me today. I was going to reread all of her texts.
December 19, 2009. 9:03 A.M.
My mom kicked me out of the house again. I guess our Christmas won’t be anything like the ones from before. I’m spending the day at the park near the school.
December 19, 2009. 9:29 A.M.
I know you haven’t replied to my last text yet, but I got bored. Sorry for bothering you again. You’re the only friend I have. Let’s talk now, okay?
December 19, 2009. 11:24 A.M.
You still haven’t responded! Aww… But the snow looks so nice on the park. It hasn’t been disturbed. Don’t you love that? It’s just so magical!
December 19, 2009. 8:43 P.M.
We haven’t talked at all today. (>o<) I’m going to start walking home now. It’s cold. Hopefully my mom will let me back into the house. Good night!
The poor girl didn’t realize that I was just ignoring her texts. But later, I recovered and saved every single one.
---
Wednesday. It’s starting to get to me. The cold, I mean. And the loneliness. After all, no one comes to the park on days like these.
I brought my phone again. But after a while, my mind drifted off to the past. Happier times.
“S-So, I guess we’ll be partners for this project, right?”
“Yep. What’s your name again?”
“Maria. N-Nice to meet you!”
And then…
“Hey, Maria, you’re pretty cool. Let’s be friends. Here’s my number.”
---
Saturday. I had passed Thursday and Friday at the park, as usual. I read her texts over and over.
December 25, 2009. 9:17 P.M.
Hey… My mom’s not letting me back in. I’m lonely. Please talk to me.
December 25, 2009. 9:25 P.M.
I can’t feel my legs anymore. It’s getting harder to type… Why won’t you talk to me? It hurts…
---
Sunday. My parents protested when I told them I was going to a friend’s place. “We have to spend Christmas together!” they argued. “It’s a family tradition!”
In the end, I escaped. And just in time. I was almost late. Today is special. And the conditions were perfect, too. It had started to snow again. Light snowflakes. If all goes according to plan, it’ll become a blizzard. Just like one year ago.
It wasn’t until late afternoon when the blizzard hit. I’d been a little worried, but it seemed like Mother Nature would come through in the end. So I walked to her house. My limbs started to freeze. And when I finally got there, I sat myself down in front of their door and closed my eyes. With great effort, I whispered something to the wind.
“Hey, Maria. I’m coming now, okay? You won’t be alone anymore.”
---
Later that night, a phone that had been untouched for a year, buzzed.
December 25 2010, 9:37 P.M.
Merry Christmas, Maria! And… If you were still alive, you’d be sixteen now. But don’t worry. I’ll give you the greatest birthday/Xmas present you could’ve dreamed of.
…
See you in heaven.