BLAME

""It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves"!!

~Shakespeare

Many people started to blame me for Alex's death, for he was the second victim of car crash after my mother, the only people who were much precious to me.

Many people around me believed in superstition , so they thought that I was the bad luck because my father abandoned me before my birth, than my mother suffered a painful car accident and died and than same incident happened with Alex who also died.

Due to this, when ever they saw me, they turned there backs and pretended that I don't exist. In school, Rose and her bully group bullied me and in gym, my seniors made jokes of me. Instead of giving me hope and encouragement, they deceived me, behaved like I was an animal, and called me "untouchable".

My life was scattered, broken in to tiny pieces, there was no hope and no happiness, no family and no future. My academic grades were falling even though I tried hard enough to score an 'A but yet I failed. It was like my world was falling and I was being crushed inside it. In this darkness, I saw a small spark of light and it was Liz. She was my only friend who cared my needs and due to her I succeeded in getting away from depression.

But yet, me life was shattered, and my heart was broken. I had anger inside me but the time hadn't come for igniting this spark. So every day, I kept quiet, just waiting for my time to shine. I believed that I was special and that someday a miracle would happen which would turn the odds in my favor.

"Tris....why are u crying"???

I heard a familiar voice outside my car window. I tilted my head sideways and saw my grandma standing near the car window. Her lose wrinkles were hanging over her face, her white hair brushed in a bun and her old dull eyes glancing over me.

I looked at her and shook my head. She let out a sign and opened the car door. Cold air smashed in my face and my teeth gritted hard. She took my hand and pulled me out of my car gently and embraced me in a hug. This action was so familiar because my mother always hugged me this way. Images of my mother flashed through my mind and fat tear escaped my eyes. I sobbed harder this time, my head on my grandma's shoulder, I pulled her towards me tightly and sob even harder. She patted my back and move her hands in a circular motion.

She kissed my cheeks and pulled me away from her, her hands cupped on either side of my face. She tilted my chin upwards so our eyes met each other. I tried to break this contact but she said,

" Tris, look at me"!!

I looked at her again and she gave me a weak smile.

And then she said, " Tris, no matter how hard the obstacles are, they don't stay forever, I know u are fighting hard with yourself and trying hard not to lose, but always remember that those people who faces much difficulties, are the ones who are stronger than others because God can never do injustice with any one, he gave them obstacles related to their strength. Tris, always remember heroes are not born, they are made by suffering obstacles and by never losing hope"!!

With this she pulled me in a quick embrace, I pulled her harder towards me because her presence was so soothing. I close my eyes and inhaled her scent. It was honey and roses and then I got lost in it"!!