Boy in a room
Here I am, standing in a room, a bright white room. My teary eyes trying to adjust in this brightness checks other people in this room. It took me more than 5 minutes to open my eyes without pain. It took me more than that to react to the sight of other three people standing in this room.
I don’t know if I should be happy or sad. I don’t know what to feel anymore. These past days, I have been through a lot. I have seen things that no one would believe. I have seen it, I have felt it. The memories bring more pain. The happy reminiscence of the past can not shade the ghost of this week. They etched me, taking over my mind. I am surprised to see myself alive. I doubt on my sanity.