"Tadaima!" (I'm home!) I said as impolitely as I could, not caring a tiny bit of my environment.
The night seemed long as always, so long since I got back from school with my parents arguing as always over a topic of some sought; it's been like this for countless nights.
When I wad a kid, my family felt warm and was always the happiest home on the planet: where I wasn't afraid to be a child, my sister and I where the happiest children on earth, my parents where inlove too, it was the best home I knew.
One day it all changed; One phone call , shattered everything.
"Kon ban wa, ma'am are you Kaoru" said the stranger at the end of the phone
"Yes this is she, how may I help you?"
"There's been an accident"
Those words seems to have shattered my mothers world; as we rushed to the hospital.
I didnt know much about my surroundings and kept myself busy as a child would as she went off to talk with the doctor.
My mom came back but she wasn't the same lively woman she was 20minutes ago, she came out with her hands glued to her face, they were wet: her face I meant, was she crying?.
I've never seen her cry before.
My Aunty and her husband arrived at the scene as she headed straight for my mom. Aunty tried soulfully to comfort her but couldn't, neither could I.
I couldn't help but ask, as a child I was
"Sorehanandesuka?"(what is it?)
My Aunty's husband was left to tend to my question.
His eyes were light but yet I felt like something was wrong
"Don't worry, everything is fine." He said to me.
Yori never came back home that day; they wouldn't let me see her at the hospital either; I asked severally about her but all they did was look at me pitfully with those eyes of theirs.
When I was able to see father, he was laying there wrapped in white clothes on some part of his body.
Dad woke up but Yori didn't.
A day came and mom said we had to go send Yori off, because she was going to heaven. I didn't quiet understand it but as she said those words she seemed to have cry alot .
At the funeral Mom cried and cried till her eyes turn red, she couldnt even look at father and father couldnt raise his head to look mom in the eyes.
Yori's pictire was placed on the alter with candles lite around it; people dressed in black came around, hugging and greeting my parents.
"What were they doing and why are they here" I though as I sat in the corner playing with Yori''s toy.
I finally understood as time passes, and so did the warm and lovely home I once enjoyed, now filled with anger and sadness.
It felt lonely without Yori; Mom and Dad argued all the time: morning, night; they couldn't agree on the smallest thing, like today.
Loud noise in the
background....
" I dont care what you think, we are living" Mrs.Yamazaki says angrily.
"You can't just take my son away from me"Mr. Hinode says in response.
"When last did you act as a father towards him, don't pretend to care" Mrs.Yamazaki says fearsly as she storms out of the room.