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Sunshine
Elena left them all, including Tessie.
“She lied. She said she would stay by me. Forever. But now, she has gone. Forever.” Tessie said to herself.
She crawled out of her bed, and moved to her desk. Tessie picked up the envelope from the trash can. She decided she didn’t want to get rid of it.
Tessie took out some notes from the envelope. One of them was the first card Tessie had ever received from a peer. It was a Happy-Birthday card.
〝Tessie, you should cheer up. It’s your birthday! Happy Birthday to you! Elena〞
The handwriting was fuzzed by Tessie’s touches, but she could very well remember every single stroke on the thin, suffused-with-yellow paper.
Tessie didn’t even have a clue about Elena when she got the note. Elena means nothing at all in her life. All she knew was Tessie, Mommy, study, and Tessie. Until that note. The next day, she had found that Elena was a girl who sat right next to her.
Tessie kept silent. Her mind was pushing Elena out of her life—her bland but peaceful life—while her heart was yearning for her care, her note, her kindness, and a friend. At the end, Tessie decided that she was a sensible person. “I was an island. I am an island. I will be an island. The island of me and myself.” She said.
After that, Tessie got one note once in a while.
〝Tessie, Would you want to go to a picnic with my family this Saturday noon in the park? If you can come, tell me at school, ok? Elena〞
Of course, Tessie didn’t. She was too mature to do something like picnicking.
“So, can you come?” Elena asked Tessie in the middle of history class.
Tessie moved uncomfortably, and murmured, “No talking in class.”
She knew Elena would give up, and apparently, she had to. Tessie’s answer implied an absolute “No.” But somehow, Tessie wished she would have come to her and asked her again. But she knew, again, she would have given her another implication of “No.”
It had been like that for a month. Elena just wouldn’t give up the will to become Tessie’s friend, while Tessie was always eluding her, but at the same time, watching her. Tessie found that Elena was someone who had had a good number of friends, enough to stay touched to the world. Unlike Tessie. “I am an island.”
〝Tessie, Although I haven’t known you very well, I do like you. When you feel like talking to someone, you can always come to me. I will stay by you forever. Elena〞
That, became the evidence of Elena’s broken promise.
Tessie felt betrayed, and guilty as well. She wished she had talked to her, the only one on earth who cared about her besides her Mommy, and she wished she had become her friend. But she hadn’t. And she would never have. Elena was gone, and was never, ever going to return.
She had died.
Tessie did not attend her funeral, because no one had ever told her where it was going to take place. Even if someone did, she probably wouldn’t go anyway. It’s too odd and overwhelming for her simple life.
“Never to be returned to us.” Mrs. Wilson said.
Never, is an awful long time. Tessie thought.
For one second, Tessie had hated Elena. Hated her leaving the class; hated not receiving her small note even when she craned her neck out of the window to catch a glimpse of the empty mailbox; hated to see people weeping for her; hated the impulsive water hazing her sight; and above all, hated herself for not talking to Elena.
〝Tessie, Don’t be so shy. You are an excellent person. You can make friends with anyone you want anytime. We all love you. Elena〞
Is it so? Tessie frowned and looked into a mirror at herself.
The next day, the day after Tessie had recalled all her feelings about Elena, she went to school.
“Um, you’re Polly?” Tessie asked a blond girl.
“Well, yeah. You’re Tessie, right?” Polly responded.
Tessie nodded. “I was wondering if you would mind having me in your literature discussion group…”
“Oh, you’d like to join us?”
Tessie got herself together and said, “Yes. Sort of.”
“That’d be wonderful!” Polly grinned.
Tessie knew, as she always knew, she was an island no more. “I was an island. I am, no longer.” There’s something in Elena that made her feel the need of others, of friends, of friendship, of caring, of love.
She figured. Elena left, and gave her the finest gift in herself. Elena was no more, but something in her—something warm—had been left to Tessie. Something that nothing else can replace.
〝Tessie, I wish you can remember me, as a friend. Elena〞
Sunshine
Elena left them all, including Tessie.
“She lied. She said she would stay by me. Forever. But now, she has gone. Forever.” Tessie said to herself.
She crawled out of her bed, and moved to her desk. Tessie picked up the envelope from the trash can. She decided she didn’t want to get rid of it.
Tessie took out some notes from the envelope. One of them was the first card Tessie had ever received from a peer. It was a Happy-Birthday card.
〝Tessie, you should cheer up. It’s your birthday! Happy Birthday to you! Elena〞
The handwriting was fuzzed by Tessie’s touches, but she could very well remember every single stroke on the thin, suffused-with-yellow paper.
Tessie didn’t even have a clue about Elena when she got the note. Elena means nothing at all in her life. All she knew was Tessie, Mommy, study, and Tessie. Until that note. The next day, she had found that Elena was a girl who sat right next to her.
Tessie kept silent. Her mind was pushing Elena out of her life—her bland but peaceful life—while her heart was yearning for her care, her note, her kindness, and a friend. At the end, Tessie decided that she was a sensible person. “I was an island. I am an island. I will be an island. The island of me and myself.” She said.
After that, Tessie got one note once in a while.
〝Tessie, Would you want to go to a picnic with my family this Saturday noon in the park? If you can come, tell me at school, ok? Elena〞
Of course, Tessie didn’t. She was too mature to do something like picnicking.
“So, can you come?” Elena asked Tessie in the middle of history class.
Tessie moved uncomfortably, and murmured, “No talking in class.”
She knew Elena would give up, and apparently, she had to. Tessie’s answer implied an absolute “No.” But somehow, Tessie wished she would have come to her and asked her again. But she knew, again, she would have given her another implication of “No.”
It had been like that for a month. Elena just wouldn’t give up the will to become Tessie’s friend, while Tessie was always eluding her, but at the same time, watching her. Tessie found that Elena was someone who had had a good number of friends, enough to stay touched to the world. Unlike Tessie. “I am an island.”
〝Tessie, Although I haven’t known you very well, I do like you. When you feel like talking to someone, you can always come to me. I will stay by you forever. Elena〞
That, became the evidence of Elena’s broken promise.
Tessie felt betrayed, and guilty as well. She wished she had talked to her, the only one on earth who cared about her besides her Mommy, and she wished she had become her friend. But she hadn’t. And she would never have. Elena was gone, and was never, ever going to return.
She had died.
Tessie did not attend her funeral, because no one had ever told her where it was going to take place. Even if someone did, she probably wouldn’t go anyway. It’s too odd and overwhelming for her simple life.
“Never to be returned to us.” Mrs. Wilson said.
Never, is an awful long time. Tessie thought.
For one second, Tessie had hated Elena. Hated her leaving the class; hated not receiving her small note even when she craned her neck out of the window to catch a glimpse of the empty mailbox; hated to see people weeping for her; hated the impulsive water hazing her sight; and above all, hated herself for not talking to Elena.
〝Tessie, Don’t be so shy. You are an excellent person. You can make friends with anyone you want anytime. We all love you. Elena〞
Is it so? Tessie frowned and looked into a mirror at herself.
The next day, the day after Tessie had recalled all her feelings about Elena, she went to school.
“Um, you’re Polly?” Tessie asked a blond girl.
“Well, yeah. You’re Tessie, right?” Polly responded.
Tessie nodded. “I was wondering if you would mind having me in your literature discussion group…”
“Oh, you’d like to join us?”
Tessie got herself together and said, “Yes. Sort of.”
“That’d be wonderful!” Polly grinned.
Tessie knew, as she always knew, she was an island no more. “I was an island. I am, no longer.” There’s something in Elena that made her feel the need of others, of friends, of friendship, of caring, of love.
She figured. Elena left, and gave her the finest gift in herself. Elena was no more, but something in her—something warm—had been left to Tessie. Something that nothing else can replace.
〝Tessie, I wish you can remember me, as a friend. Elena〞
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