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Death doesn’t have the right to take a beautiful 16 year old kid away. She just had her braces removed. She just started having a boyfriend. She had a great life ahead of her. But there she was, a candle blown out by the wind.
Yesterday, I woke up to my cell phone ringing. It was my mother. She doesn’t give me a call unless it was something urgent. And then I learned, Shai passed away.
I have never seen her in ages, but she grew up with us. She was my cousin’s eldest daughter. She had long straight hair that bounces when she danced. A lively kid, who I never mind being around. She was silent but smiled often. She was skinny but not sickly. Fragile and floats around with a grace of a future strong woman.
She moved to Manila to attend high school. She went home once during a summer when I was away. I never got to see her again.
I hear about her online; how she grew up to be a pretty young lady, winning talent contests with her looks and her charm. Although her mother was not really by her side, she had aunts who took care of her and cousins who became her best friends. I see picture of them on Facebook. They’re a fun bunch. It was just yesterday when they would sleep over at our house during summer vacations. My mother would give them my stuffed animal collection when they go home to Manila. Now, I see them on Facebook talking about boyfriends and make ups.
Dying young is painful. The years that are supposed to be gained, are lost in a blink of an eye.
She was brought to the hospital and had surgery for appendicitis. I had friends who went through the same operation but survived and went on become athletes. But her case was different; the complications crippled her kidneys and lungs. The saddest part was she wrote a note telling her cousins that she was “50/50″ and asking her doctors why they could not tell what was wrong with her. It must be excruciating to witness someone struggle, not wanting to end life there and then. Somehow there is a voice in me telling me that she never wanted to die yet. She was just starting to live. And that is hard to accept.
I imagine how her thoughts must have been. My heart sinks.
She was our pretty Ate Shai, responsible kid who did not want to be a burden to anyone. She fought death but ultimately submitted to the perils of life. A young soul, moving on to the other world, with her father.
May angels lead her in.