Silently sleeping at the bed, I hear a knock on the door, I know who it is I get up and rush to the door and open it finding my best friend standing there with stress in his eyes, I made a way for him to enter and once he enter I closed the door, without saying anything I walk to the kitchen to bring his dinner, he always do this every midnight as his apartment owner is quite strict and done allow anyone to enter the building at this late hour.
I hear him striking a few chord at my piano, I smile and run to him, he smiles at me and minute later he had his dinner. Once I asked him why he always come here he said he love to disturb my sleep and he said he will keep on doing this.
A fortnight later, we were walking next to each other and laughing at our talks didn't thought that this will even be the last. We were walking when he suddenly hold my arms, I lift my head to face him and didn't hesitate to flash a smile at him but he just pushes me hardly making me fall and hit the dustbin across the main road.
I was confused on the first place but it turn to a sad one when I saw him getting hit by a car, and he just fall down with blood around him
I rush to him and hold in my embrace, tears fell from my eyes, hands were trembling and so do the lips, softly I call for help but none were doing any help, I look at him and find him already closing his eyes, I hug him tightly when someone taps my shoulder, I lift up to face the one
He helps me to take my best friend to the hospital, and we reach to the hospital and I call for doctor but before the doctor take my friend for the treatment my friend stop breathing, and we understand it's already late, my best friend was already tired and left me alone forever. I just sat on the floor and now instead of crying I just look at him and think it must be a dream, and nothing is real, I hear and see wrong. But, this was the reality and I have to accept this.
After returning home from the cemetery of my dear beloved bestfriend, I rest on the bed with tears in my eyes and broken heart, it's hard for me to bear this loss but nothing was in my hand except for accepting this sad reality.
I get up and do some works to forget a little pain, till the day turn into a night but even work was not letting me to forget this pain.
I sighed and get on the bed and close my eyes and try to sleep but sleep was not coming, I loss my sleep since I loss him, I keep on remembering that accident, I wish if I could've save him.
I look at the clock hanging at the wall, it strikes 12:00pm, I look away from it and try to sleep but I hear a knock at the door, I was happy with a thought of my best friend come but remember he's not anymore, and became lazy to get up but a second knock I hear and I thought it must be important I get up and steps down the stairs and then a third knock I hear
I rush to the door and open it but left confused when I see no one at the door, I close it and with a thought I start to step upstairs but that when I hear my piano, singing. I turn to it but no one was there to strike a chord on it.
I turn around and again I hear, I feel something horrible feeling around here.......
