Unwelcome Visitor – Kim Chan Young, Year 10, Fairview International School
It was just a normal day but I could sense that someone was going to visit me. My room was on the ninth floor. I had been in hospital for a few months. I felt so tired and sick. I was also bored. I looked out of the windows. The crows were cawing onimously. I sighed loudly. I lay on my bed. I had nothing to do. I just looked at the ceiling and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a man. He was wearing a black suit. The man’s face was really pale. He was so skinny I could see his bones and blood vessels. He was looking at me with his deep, cold eyes. I could hardly open my mouth to talk. I asked him who he was but he did not answer. For a few minutes, there was pin-drop silence. I asked him the same question again. He slowly opened his mouth and said he was “Death”.
I was shocked. I could neither open my mouth and nor dared to speak. A little later, I felt that it was so unfair. I started to argue with him. I told him what I felt but he kept saying that it was my fate. I asked him to give me a chance to continue living. Finally, he said that he would give me 19 hours to collect two drops of tears from people I knew but the tears had to be real. The man disappeared and there was a necklace around my neck.
Suddenly, I saw my mum and dad. I ran to them and tried to hug them but it was impossible. I called them but they could not see me because I was dead. My mother was talking to my doctor on the phone. After she put the phone down, she started crying. I felt guilty and sorry. A few days later, it was my funeral. My parents were there. I also saw my relatives. They were crying but I could see only fake tears. When my parents started to cry, I could collect some real tears from them. I knew how much they loved me.
When I went back to the man, I showed him the tears proudly. The man looked at the tears very carefully and then suddenly disappeared. I looked around. I was on my parents’ bed, sleeping with my parents. When I saw their faces, I started to cry and realised how much they loved me. I went on living, very happily, after that incident.
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