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Death. That is what I am afraid of.
I lost my parents, my siblings in a plane crash.
I loathe myself each day for surviving.
But am I the only one?
He, who sits in front me, looking at me as if I am some fragile delicate flower who is going to break any moment, showed his regard for my parents too.
He loved Maa, too.
Moments later, he lays the white sheet on my mom's pale blue face and so does he do for the rest of my members. I send a silent prayer to give them peace and solace.
After the funeral, he asks me to come to his home. I look at him, he's crying. He shouldn't be.
I go to his house and look around for him after I go to the loo. I see him standing there.
"Abeer" He jerks his head into my direction and what I see next rips my heart into a million pieces. I take the handkerchief from hand and have a look at it. Blood. He was coughing blood.
"I have cancer. Last stage."
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People ask me, what do I do now? I lost everyone I loved. I lost Maa. I lost Abeer. What else could I do?
So one day a girl asked me, "What are you afraid of?"
My reply was, "Death."
"I am afraid of death."
"I am afraid it wont come so easily to me"
I feel a pain hit my waist as I push the girl away. I hear sirens reach me. I hear a guy apologizing. I hear people asking for who they can call. I look at the girl who asked me the question. I look at the car that hit me. I look at the stars and then at the slow darkness that comes over to me.
"Don't be afraid of death, Meher. It comes to everyone" I recall Abeer saying.
Death. It came. Its finally here!
I open my arms wide and embrace death.
For all I knew, it came for me. I am not afraid of anything now.
Anything.
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