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I wrote a diary to record my memory and review my life.
Human believed in fate and destiny. However, looking at the other side of the time, we couldn’t believe that the future was set. I was one of the people who had no faith.
I asked myself if I had done this, where my life would be, and if I hadn’t done this, how my fate would change.
I could only ask myself, and I got only silence as the answer.
I stood at the house’s door, staring absent-mindedly at the result of my decision.
Thick blood covered the wall. The moonlight shone on the body laid down motionless on the floor. Dad’s breath was light. His head had a large wound caused by hitting with a hard object.
In those seconds, I could only think and rethink about what I’d done. If I chose to forget the reality, would Dad be as he was now?
However, time was like a single way road that you couldn’t turn back. Everything happened in this world was real.
I chose to go back to that house to find the last photo for regaining my memory.
But what I got was emptiness.
It showed that my choice was in vain. Worse, I had involved the person I hold dear into this nightmare.
I might be able to come home safely that night but the peaceful moment scared me in a strange way. Now I understood why.
The moment I regained my conscious, the reality crashed at me. I hurriedly went to Dad, supporting him up with dropping tear. He opened his eyes slowly. His breathing was as faint as the fading fire. I hold him before laid him against a wall.
While I was calling the ambulance, a dark shadow crept closer without me noticing. When I turned around, I suddenly lost my conscious.
During the time I lost my conscious, I could only ask myself that if I chose to throw the reality away, where would my life be?
However, only times could tell the truth. What had already happened couldn’t be changed.
The only thing I could do was to feel guilty and asked questions.
If only I were…
If only…