CHAPTER 1.2

I Steven Woods, High School, Age 18, died in June of 2018, around a week ago. Well, I got to admit that was a bit unexpected for me too. I always thought I was meant for great things for this world, like being a great architect or a lovable coach. But fate doesn't seem to be friendly when it decided to end my life early. I'm just a typical high school student, I just do whatever I can to pass my class. I always put a smile on everyone. And always lend my hand whoever someone needs my help in a certain problem.

I always dreamt about being a teacher. The thought of inspiring students and the willingness to talk with others gave me a turning point to reach my goals. When talking about this stuff makes my heart rise and the fire in my life just won't stop. Dreaming is very important in my life you see, I've been doing my best to achieve my dreams in the future. Whenever something bothers me or challenge my life, I always think about my future and makes me unstoppable.

Until that day happened.

It was the first day of school in June, it was a rainy morning. Still, the smile on my face won't budge because of my excitement. A new environment and it was my 3rd year in high school. So I am getting close to reaching my goals in my life.

I waited for the bus at the waiting shed at seven in the morning, the rain was merciless, you can hear the raindrops falling hard on the metal roof. The bus came with the sound of the windows whippers having a problem taking on the wild winds and the simultaneously hard raindrops. Even my hoodie didn't make it through the day. The roaring thunder covered the skies as the bus continue to venture the cold and wet morning. I stood at the corner in the bus and wore my earphones and played some music on my phone. Most of the passengers are students since it's the first day of school the vehicles that providing us commuters rides are bombarded with high-schoolers rushing in their designated school grounds.

"Seems like the bus is in a hurry, it must be behind schedule because of the weather right?" In a distance, a couple of schoolgirls that are sitting and horsing around started chattering.

I heard a clattering sound. Feels like something fall off the ground while were moving. Taking off my earphones because of how alarming it was, and how loud it is. The students who are talking and laughing beside where I stood stopped, then looked at each other with worried expressions. Looking left and right, others seem to give the same faces. The bus still drove faster.

I can't see anything on the windows because of how hard the rain was. But I can tell we're too fast and stop light jumping. What was the driver thinking? I was nervous at that point, my heart continues to beat fast I can almost hear it. Giving myself a deep inhaling to calm me down. I approached the bus driver's seat.

Looking at him, I can tell that he's nervous also. His sweat came running down like the falling raindrops outside of our windows. Touching the driver's shoulder I spoke calmly.

"S-sir what is happening are you…okay?". Still speaking calmly I can't hide my nervousness in my words.

"We have no breaks…We have no breaks…" He repeated over and over.

"W-We're all going to die" clenching his teeth sideways and widening eyes. His hands stiffen and shaking while holding the stirring wheel.

My mind suddenly went blank, I think my stomach was going to vomit my food I ate earlier from shock. The driver still pressing down the pedal accelerating the bus even more. Looking back the passengers stumbled from their seats because of the sudden speed. The puddles from the rain splashed from the side, even I lost balanced. The driver is in panic, I must find a way to calm him down.

Standing up I spoke to him, calmly and not too loud. We must maintain our conversation just for both of us, to avoid sudden panic among the passengers. Talking calmly and smoothing things Cleary to a person with so much pressure in a certain situation is a must.

"...Sir let go of your foot...please we cannot allow any casualties"

"I-I can't..." stuttering, his tears flowed down from his eyes.

"Sir..Trust me you can do it"

Slowly. He took his foot up away from the pedal then-

The Blaring sound of an ambulance, firefighters, Police, and the cries of the parents who lost their child from the accident mixed in the rain falling from the dark and rumbling skies. The bus crashed in a nearby oak tree, beside a sidewalk. I saw my body being covered by a white thick cloth. I can see my parents crying their hearts out while hugging my corpse. Although she can't see my face. She still hugged me. I can't feel her arms wrapped around me but I can tell it was tight and warm. I went down on my knees, my tears came down to my cheeks and onto the wet ground. I don't know what I'm feeling on that day. Sadness, guilt, anger, regret? I don't even know at that point. I just cried and screamed my lungs out.

"What am I supposed to do now?" I muttered.

"I just wanted a fruitful life...how did it come to this..."

I walked away from the devastating scene in-front of me. Not knowing what to do, I just walk in the opposite direction away from all. I don't know how long I was walking and crying but eventually, I reached the waiting shed. When it all started. Where all my goals and dreams faded away in an instant.