Assalamualaikum.. First of all this story is not my personal experience.. The story is created by me to complete my essay task... Let the story begins.....
Birthday? Everyone in this world wants a wonderful birthday celebration such as birthday party. During the birthday party you suppose have decorations and a theme for the birthday party, a big cake and presents from family, relatives and friends. But, what does it mean to celebrate a birthday without someone is always beside you and going through everything with you. Would the celebration be meaningful to you?
My 16th birthday is on 26th July 2002, I shared my date of birthday with one girl named, Zara she is my twin sister. Zara is a girl that optimistic, happy, cheerful and always smiling even when she faced problems. She had a pair of dreamy eyes with perfect eyebrows and brown colour of eye lens. Her nose was sharp pointed, her mouth was quit small, her face had no glow of complexion. She had a n average height with slim slandary body shape, that how my twin looks. She is my sister, my friend, and sometimes can be my enemy too, but the most important thing is we were sharing a date of birthday.
On 26th July 2002, our house was decorated with balloons that hanged everywhere. Me and my twin decided to bake our own cake as we both had the same liking for a certain type of cake. We hugged each other as the smell of the gplden, brown cake wihffed through our noses. At half past seven, we saw a monumental array of dishes, fountain of chocolate, crispy golden brown roast, lining of rainbow colour of sweets and pastries... Suddenly, my twin received a text message from Amira, our bestfriend, tell that she would not attend our birthday party. Her mother had emergency casses at the hospital.
I insisted to follow Zara and my uncle Jim to Amira's house to pick her up to our birthday party as the party was starting soon. Zara insisted me to stay as the guests will arriving soon. I stayed at home and started entertain the guests and holding the present that Zara gave me yesterday. I waited for Zara to blow a cake that we made together in the afternoon. While I got ready to blow a cake.... Suddenly, I received a phone call from an unknown number. My breath got caught a rush of anxiety swelled in my core. Something was of wrong, I thought. Then, my hand trembled as I answered the phone call. I heard uncle Jim's voice at the other end of the phone. After I ended the phone call everything went black. I did not have any idea on what was going to happen...
I opened my eyes. I could see the tired look on dad's and mum's faces. Mum held me into her arm and sobbed on my shoulders. The first thing that came to my mind, where was Zara? Dad and mum held my hand, as if to give each other courage to face the truth that was about to be revealed. As we came across the blend, white door, I stopped. I could feel an amalagation of nerve-racking emotions in me. As I pushed the door open, the harsh of reality slapped me across the face. Zara was lying there, emotionless. Her eyes were closed, as if she drifted of into a deep, deep sleep. Her lips were so pale, beneath it was an untold story. I grasped her wrist, it felt cold and stone like. I stared at Zara. She was gone. My bestfriend, my best twin, my companion, my soulmate was gone. Never would she greet me with, with that beautiful smile of hers. Tears ran down my cheeks. Zara may you rest in peace within the density of the clouds, and know nothing but happiness and joy. Zara, you will always be in my heart. There will be no one like you.
Uncle Jim hugged me. He told me that as he walked across the street, he saw a speeding truck coming towards her. He quickly warn her but was too late. Everything happened in a flash. The sound of the forcefull brack from the truck, the splattered blood, the fallling figure and the panicked passerbys. The ambulance came afterwards but it was confirmed that.... She was gone. To every life, death, will be trailling not far behind you. It is a law of nature that cannot be altered, only accepted. Zara, you will remain in depths of all our heart...
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