Beauty and Madness

It was already late and tears from heaven fell madly. A car is swiftly traveling by the highway as tears slowly tumble together with the rushing of the heavy rain. A truck was promptly approaching towards the car which made the driver hurriedly turn left to avert collision. But despite the immediate action, a further accident occurred as a fish carrier from behind overhauled the truck. The driver of the car stepped the brakes to stop. But, due to the slippery road the brakes didn’t hold. The car turned in circles and hit a light post just nearby. Due to the great impact of the shunt, the car was thrown off the bridge down to the river as it slowly sinks. 
I was in my room. I was busy with my computer chatting with a friend from New Zealand whom I did not meet personally. I’ve just known her through the internet a few months ago and since then we’ve been in touch through the computer. I was listening music at the same time when I heard shouting from the living room. I was sure that it was my mom and dad again quarrelling ‘bout those little things that has slowly grown into something big. I didn’t mind them that much; instead I turned the volume of the speaker a little louder for me not to hear the raise of howl from the other side of the door. I did not pay attention on what actually was going on for the reason that I knew that those are just one of their insignificant quarrels which again were opened up. For a while I was right when suddenly silence filled the house. I baffled with what happened but I continued on what I was doing until I heard my elder sister cry as big thumps were given unto my door. I was terribly alarmed and in great shock as I unswervingly unlock the door of my room. My sister was kneeling as she talked in tremble while tears tumble from her eyes. Words hardly came out from her lips as slowly letter by letter from her statement fascinate within me. I slowly fell as her words resound in my head… “Mama will leave us, she’s going away.” I didn’t understand the feeling I felt that moment. I was sad, angry, filled with hatred. I pitied myself. I did not know what to do. I wanted to scream as tears slowly crawl from my eyes down to my cheeks. I can’t breathe with that flash…I felt alone. All I heard was my sister piping her eye. I refused to believe what’s going on. I slapped my face once, twice, even thrice to let myself deem that everything is just a nightmare and the best way to do is to wake up. Things ended as I realized that everything is for real.
I stood upright- brave: wanting to show my elder sister that I am strong. I wiped the tears that are slowly falling. I got a glass of water from the kitchen to give it to my sister as I slowly leave her sight. I gave very big footsteps as I went out the house down to the garage. I didn’t had the idea if anybody noticed me as I walked away. I went outside without any coat or umbrella inattentively minding every drop of rain that slowly turns me wet. I fill the red car as tears continue to rush together with rain. I stayed there for a while. As I bow my head to the wheel drive I remembered my mother. In my mind is a picture of her. She is such a busy woman. She does the working to earn for our living. With her monthly salary, we were sent to school, we eat, we were dressed and we get what we want and needed. I remember her cooking for the holidays…salad, pastries, cookies. Eventhough she is a nagger, everything she does for the family is definitely appreciated. When mom comes home from work, I and my sister race towards her as dad follows from behind. My father was the person we spend most the time with. He is the one left at home with us. He accompanies us at school. He does the cooking and he indeed is very much close to me and my sister. With all the naughtiness I have done in my life, I was with him. I remember him smiling as I run at him everytime mom pinches me. And then my sister shouts… cheering with all her might. My sister is very intelligent by the way. She was always one of the top three students. She teaches me with my math assignment at times and whenever she is in her mood. I don’t know but it’s just that I and my sister don’t get along that much. We have very little in common and we differ in likes and dislikes. I remember the days when we quarrel and then dad would scold us both leaving the both of us in silence. 
I remember my family… we were not like this before. We were happy despite our petty quarrels. Now, things have changed. I raised my head as I stared at the oak tree near the gate. I remembered the days when I was there climbing and extending my hands up the sky… trying to reach heaven. I continued to cry as I ask myself what went wrong and why this has to happen. We were not like this, we were happy despite all he trials and problems that have come our way. I am deeply confused if still I have to consider my house a home and the people living in it as my family.
I got the keys from my pocket and turned the engine on. I didn’t know where to go the only thing fixed in my mind is that I should depart and disappear from the vicinity of our house. 
Together with the heavy rain and the noise from the engine, my heart beats fast; faster then anything else. More than the rain, or the engine, or the clashing roar of thunder, what sounds most is the noise created by my heart. I remember how my friends tell me how blessed I am with my family and how I make their every squabble humorous at the front of my classmates and friends. I remember how I smile despite the tears that have flooded my heart.
It was already late and tears from heaven fell madly. The car is swiftly traveling by the highway as tears slowly tumble from my eyes as it race with the rushing of the heavy rain. I was so confused; with my family, with myself. I slowly absorb every bit of reality that collides within my senses. I ran away from home to run off everything. I ran away to break away from all the things that are occurring.
On the peak of my escape, a truck was promptly approaching towards me. I hurriedly turn left to avert collision. I thought everything was under control but despite a further accident occurred as a fish carrier from behind overhauled the truck. I stepped unto the breaks to stop but due to the slippery road, the brakes didn’t hold. The car turned in circles and hit the light post just nearby. Due to great impact of the shunt, the car was thrown off the bridge down to the river as it slowly sinks.
The daisies are now in full bloom. I am about to leave so I went to our house to give my last gaze on it. For the last time, I stared at our house. Still I am confused. I am hoping to bring back the ambience of a home into our house. Then my attention was pushed towards the oak tree. Now, I will no longer extend my arms to reach the sky…. Heaven is just within reach.