This birthday came with a surprise…
I’m back :). Read my Authors note below to know the new direction of my medium. This is a short story I wrote a while back. It was written as a letter to her doctor. Hope you enjoy it!
I LOVE YOU TOO
I get home from the hospital. Today was a very happy day, but I cannot stop crying. It is bittersweet. I just can’t believe it happened today. I decide to send an e-mail to Vera while the emotions are still fresh.
Dear Dr Vera,
Hi. It happened.
I went to the flower market this morning to get a bunch of daisies for my mum. I also went to the Vintage shop and got some marbles for my dad to add to his collection. I know they told me to stop gifting them things on my birthday, but how could I not? They are amazing.
Mum had told me that my 18th birthday present was going to be special. So once I was done, I ran to Keys View. Our Spot.
When I got there, I felt someone cover my eyes. I knew it was mum. When I opened my eyes, I saw that they had set up a cute picnic beside the red telephone booth. Mum always liked that spot because it overlooked the sea.
I signed to them that I loved it. I sat with my back resting on the booth as we signed a lot. I could see some tourists on two red boats and children running up and down the walkway.
Dad still cannot sign well, but he is improving. I am honestly happy that they took sign language lessons when I was diagnosed with psychogenic mutism five years ago. As always, the tourists looked at us weirdly. I did not care today.
As we were eating, a kid came up to me and offered me some marshmallows. He dropped the bag and ran away cutely. It’s been a long time since I had one.
I picked it up and felt an instant shock. I started having flashbacks of what happened.
I remembered mum eating marshmallows as dad loaded our boat. I remembered him sailing our boat. I remembered how the waves became insane and it turned upside down. I remembered how my parents found a way to turn it back and put me back in. I remembered seeing them drown as everything went black for me. I remembered hearing the news that they found their bodies two days later. And I remembered when I stopped talking. I remembered it all.
You were right. I had been hallucinating for years, even when I knew they were dead. I started sobbing. I am still crying as I am typing this to you.
The tourists must have thought I was having a panic attack because they came to help. I saw mum and dad crying too. This time they looked like ghosts, and it just made me cry more.
I saw my parents disappearing and kept signing frantically to them to stay. The tourists tried to calm me down, but I couldn’t.
I saw my mum sign “we love you” as she and dad faded away. You wouldn’t believe me, but for the first time since the incident, I actually spoke. My first words were, “I love you too”.
The End.
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