She was peculiar in how she carries herself. She
did not care for the world of people perceives
her and for that, Alice remained intrigued in my
mind. Never cared about of what other kids think
of her as Alice was always minding her own
world. Unlike the rest of girls in class, the only
think that matters to her most was her red
notebook and her favourite unicorn stuff toy. You
won’t see her running around chasing after boys
or playing with Barbie, tea parties and such.
Though she meddles with her own dimension, she
is generous at sharing a grin. How Alice values
her love for unicorn, is how I value her smile
towards me.
I ran and turned in disbelief. Suddenly it turned
pitch black. As I heard echoes of voices
murmuring in my head. My body felt heavy. Light
flashes in and I can see glimpse of people
surrounding me. It wasn’t that clear. My sight was
all blurry. Then I heard a familiar voice.
“Idris… Idris… Sayang, thank God you’re awake”.
“Ha?” I murmured. “Idris dear… It’s your mother,”
she sighed with relieved. I raised my hand to
reach her. Then I noticed the unicorn I was
holding. With confusion and disbelief I pull the
strength of my throat muscle to form a question I
did not dare to ask, “What happened Ma?” as my
head was heavily pounding, I waited silently for
an answer. “Idris… You were in an accident,” said
mom with her thin voice. She was holding her
tears. With the crackling in her voice she said
“You’ve been in a comma for 10 years now”.
The Alice I knew had long gone. She and I met
into an accident. She did not make it and I lost
my memory completely right afterwards. The
unicorn was just a form of escapism. It took me
on psychedelic journey just how Alice would have
described it. It was my pursuit of happiness in a
form of a mystical creature that was once Alice’s
favourite kind of angel. Perfectly happy the way
she described it. The unicorn was the
embodiment of the angel for my reality, Alice.
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