The snow was dense. It almost seemed that the fog from the snow was actually smoke, the street was wide, covered completely by snow. The trees didn´t have any leaves, we were in the middle of the winter season but it surprises me the fact that the trees don´t have any leaves, it´s a reminder; everything that grows falls, everything that lives dies.
I had a bag full of ramen, eggs and that stupid chocolate milk that tastes horrible but mom loves.
Mom, I think about her. It must have been tough for someone to live a life with a man she never truly loved, and who never truly cared about her, but she did it because of me. That is the kind of person that my mother is.
The snowflakes are falling all over my head and clothes. Its cold. I didn´t want to go to the grocery store in the first place, but Dad told me that someone had to do the chores.
Dad, I think about him. It must have been tough for a man to have a son that barely talks to him and a wife who, everytime she talks to him, does it with disdain and disgust. He never wanted a divorce because the idea of giving up on something was ridiculous to him. That is the kind of person my father is.
"I wonder if there is going to be another snow storm tomorrow." My voice sounded louder than I intended. Tomorrow was the day I would take my college exams; I wasn´t nervous, not because I had studied, but because I didn´t care.
I didn´t care. Since when did it start? Maybe when the fights in the house got louder, maybe when my friends started to part ways, maybe when I started to walk around the city hoping that when I came back everything would be normal. But it never was, so I stopped caring about it.
In the dense fog a light can be seen in the distance; it´s getting closer. I wonder what my friends are doing right now. Probably playing, studying, making plans, setting goals. Maybe if I had stayed with them instead of pushing them away, I would be doing the same things.
The light is getting bigger, and I can hear the sound of a motor running at high speed. The snowflakes keep falling.
"Perhaps..."
The light covers my vision; it reminds me of all those big explosions I used to see in the movies, though this isn´t a movie. In movies characters have happy endings or thrilling endings; my life doesn´t have neither of those.
"Ahhh" I sigh tiredly. Maybe I should have done something, maybe I should have tried to fix the relationship of my parents, maybe I should have surrounded myself with good people instead of isolating myself in my own mysery, maybe.....
The light and the sound overwhelmed me, then the impact. Everything fell into silence. I didn´t feel the snowflakes anymore, I didn´t feel the cold anymore, everything was dark, but I was just thinking.
"If I could get another opportunity. If I could get a second chance, I would do things better"
The darkness started to fade away, replaced with multiple and changing colors. Sound started to come back, but I also started to feel pain. It burned. My body burned.
I started to hear multiple things. Voices, I could hear voices, the colors became brighter and brighter, until another light overwhelmed me, and then the same sentence came back to my mind.
"If I could get a second chance, I would do things better"