Ghost
By: Gloven Ramos
I can still remember my last hours. Tuesday night, I was riding my bike on a busy highway. When I enter
in an intersection a light flash behind me. I was thrown with my bike a few meters away. I realized I was
hit by a truck. While on the road, I still have consciousness but I can’t see anything because of the blood
covering my helmet. The next thing I remember is I am lying in small room. There was two man also in
that room; one who was holding a mask on my mouth and one was repeatedly pushing my chest. I know
I am dying; I just close my eyes then I never feel my body anymore.
A few seconds after I close my eyes that will never open again, I remember all things I did in my life. I
am thinking what was my life means to the people I encounter. I remember my childhood, I remember it
clearly, I also remember things that I never remember when I am still alive. Childhood, even in death I
still want to back to that part of my life. It is full of fun. All things seem nonsense but full of beautiful
memories.
I remember my teenage years, my first crush, my first love, my first lover, and my first heartbreak. I
remember all the people I met; friends, foes, and even strangers. To be honest, I felt jealous to them...they
are lucky because they are still alive.
My adulthood, full of regrets. Now I know why people always says regrets will hit you when you are
dying. I regret why I never say "I love you" to the girl I love the most, I regret why I never say "I love
you" to my family. Regrets... this is all I remember. Why I'm afraid to do all things I want? If I can go
back into life or I can live again even into another identity, I will surely do all those things I want that I
never did in my life.
I'm thinking but don't feel anything, I can't even hear anything. All I can see is darkness. Then a light
pulls me. I was shock when I realized where the lights bring me. I hear a loud cry of a baby, then I
realized it was me. I saw a guy holding me up-side-down hitting my back while I’m crying, then he gave
me to a woman who looks exhausted but I can feel how great the happiness she feels when the man who
holding me put me on her chest. That was a wonderful feeling. My memories slowly fading but I am
comfortably living in another body. I hope with this new chance I can change all wrong I’ve did before.
