Several years ago, my best friend lost his life in a car accident. I only have a bracelet and a picture of the last moment we lived together. My name is Jose, I am 40 years old and this is my story of what happened 10 years ago.
My friend's name was "Miguel", the truth is that he was not only my friend, he was my brother, we knew each other since we were kids, we were so close that we were hungry at the same time, we had the same tastes in everything, the truth is that I miss my friend.
Since his death, I have never been the same. Every day when I get up or go to sleep, I see the friendship bracelet he once gave me, to be honest there are times when I talk to him as if he were in front of me.
Since he died I had to consult a psychologist, since I was not, nor am I feeling very well. One night while I was in the bathroom taking a shower, I felt that he was calling me and the truth is that I was a little scared even though I know that Miguel would not cause me any harm.
The next day, I started to think about what had happened to me the day before and it occurred to me that it could have been a product of my imagination, I proceeded to continue with my life normally to continue with my daily routines, I see the time and it is 5 am, I get out of bed and put on a short pants to go jogging as I always do, after jogging 2 kilometers and return home, I go to take a shower and then go to work.
When I return home, the only thing I want is to take a shower and have a cup of coffee with a cigarette, after getting out of the shower and get dressed, I go to the kitchen to prepare coffee and I realize that I have no more, so I call the store to ask them to send me coffee, sugar and a package of bread, the store tells me that in 10 minutes my order will be here, the truth is that I always like to buy in that store since I have been a customer of theirs for about 3 years now.
After 10 minutes they rang the doorbell and I go to answer it and it is the store manager, I cancel the total of the products and shipping, I go to the kitchen to prepare the coffee that I have been anxiously waiting to drink, after 3 minutes I pour a cup and go to the living room to turn on the TV and smoke a cigarette, and when I had 20 minutes watching a series, I hear a call, when I turn around I see a shadow very similar to the figure of my friend Miguel, I get up to see and there was no one.
After returning to the couch, I decide to call my sister to tell her and to find out if she can accompany me to the psychiatrist's office, and of course she accepts.
The next day, after all the routine that I normally do, I arrived home, I showered and dressed, I went to the kitchen to have breakfast with ham, cheese and a cup of coffee, and when I had just had breakfast I felt the door of the house open, obviously I knew it was my sister, as soon as I finished breakfast we went to the office.
After 2 hours, leaving the office I find myself on my way home with my sister Monica, we got hungry and decided to stop at a fast food stand, when I was eating with my sister, we got to talking and I tell her that I felt better, thanks to the psychiatrist I feel that I am ready to leave behind everything that happened and continue my life, Monica gives me words of encouragement and motivates me to move forward.
Currently, my life is different, I managed to get out of the situation I was in and now I am married to a beautiful woman named Veronica and I have 2 beautiful and intelligent children, and now I live in another city. Now I remember everything that happened to me 10 years ago and I understood that the psychiatric problems that I had to overcome made me stronger and thanks to the help I received, today I have a great family that I love madly.
Well I'll say goodbye, I'm hungry and my beloved wife and children are waiting for me for dinner. Sister never forget that I love you and I hope your visit soon and thank you for your support. goodbye. By the way i look like a squirrel eating, I love you.
All the drawings presented in this post, are of my own authorship, they are elaborated with the paint program.
