The tragedy of death 1

Under the light of the moon and stars shone brightly with few white clouds, and the sky was bright. A cold wind blows and blows the leaves, and they fall to the ground.

In the cold spring, piercing the skin, the wind blows against a speeding black car. The car driven by a girl has a beautiful face. The girl was driving the car in bad condition. Tears fell down his cheeks non-stop.

She remembers the new events that happened to her. She can still remember very clearly what had happened.

Moments ago, before the incident, she was the second child of a family that lived a simple, affluent and happy life. She, like any other girl, has a father and mother. There is no shortage in this family, a happy family. But everything changed when the mother returned home. The mother came home with a sad face. Her arrival was greeted by her husband and two daughters. Seeing his family welcome him with happy smiles, the mother hides feelings of sadness. The clock showed seven o'clock in the evening. Like any other family, it was time to have dinner together.

The hot conversation took place over dinner together, with no one talking about the life problems that happened tonight. This family chose to talk about providing support to their daughters, who will soon enter college together.

Until dinner time was over, as usual, the family cleaned the tableware together. Just then, dad received a phone call from someone. Receiving a phone call, he quickly rushed off and didn't forget to say goodbye to mom. My sister and I just waved goodbye to dad's departure. As usual, dad rushed off to work at the hospital. My father is one of the doctors in the big hospital in this city. Today he got his turn on leave, but the time off has not yet expired. He has received an emergency call from a co-worker. Father said goodbye to mother, mother drove the father to the front of the house and watched father until the car driven by father disappeared from sight. Mother smiled sweetly and was hiding something. She went back into the house and immediately went into the room.

My sister and I watched mom go to the room. We both looked at each other and smiled, then continued to give the cutlery. I washed the dishes, and my older sister dried the cutlery with a napkin.

While drying the dishes with a napkin, "Asha, what college are you going to?" my sister asked me. She calls me by the name of Asha, and my full name is Aresha. I have an older sister who is very kind and considerate, even though she sometimes likes to be mean to me. But she is still the best sister in my life.

"That, I haven't thought about it. But I will try to make a decision as soon as possible," I replied, smiling while cleaning the dirty dishes with soap and then cleaning the dishes with the water running from the faucet and giving it to my older sister. The elder sister quickly took the plate from my hand and dried it with a napkin.

While drying the dishes, she replied, "Well, I hope you make a decision soon. I'm afraid mom will scold you again. You know that mother really believes in prophecies, her behavior will always change when she hears prophecies about the two of us or even this family."

I, who heard big sister's words, could only nod my head. What she said was absolutely true. My mother believed in prophecy more than my father, sister or myself. I have a mother who is different from other mothers even though this family life seems ordinary, and my father is a doctor who believes in the actual situation based on the facts. But the mother is the opposite of the father.

Not long after, the two of us finished cleaning the tableware. We both immediately left this place to our respective rooms.

Slowly the door opened and began to reveal my room and the adjoining sister's room. Both of our rooms have something different, i.e. there is no idol photo in my room while my sister's room has many handsome boy idols. But in my room have many trophies, medals and plaques of appreciation. Even so, nothing distinguishes my older sister and me from the achievements that have been achieved. My father never differentiated the two of us, but different from my mother. Unlike me, my mother seems to love her older sister more because she has a boyfriend who doesn't have a boyfriend. My mother often kicked me out of the house. She asked me to get out of the house and find a man or even set me up with a man I didn't know at all, even older than me. However, I quickly passed all of that because my father disagreed with my mother's choice and let me choose my own life partner.