It was a sunny morning when she decided to go to a mall to buy something. She met a few friends along the way, chatted with them for a bit and went on. Staring at the brightly shining sun, she slowly pushed the clear glass door of the mall and a greeting and a breeze from the air-condition welcomed her as she enters. She quickly glanced to the right when she heard a voice calling out her name from the crowd and saw a friend. She smiled, approached, and chatted with the friend long enough to get another man in the picture. She love him. Full-heartedly as she never want to give him away for anything. She saw him from afar, smiled at him as he approaches. Though the bitterness of reality hit her, she saw him turning away another direction as if they didn’t saw each other. She was crushed. Not an inch she moved for she was traumatized to see him act that way. There was too much pain in her heart that seems to drain all her strength. And her tears, they began to stream down from her eyes as if it will never stop. When she couldn’t bare it anymore, her feet starts to move by itself causing her to run with no definite place to go to. She did not mind the people she had and might bumped into. The only thing in her mind was to run and run. When she reached the glass door where she came in, she pushed it with all her might and still ran outside to the streets. The minute she reached and crossed the road, a speeding car bumped into her causing her, her life. People started to circle around as they pity the girl lying on the floor with blood spilled on her dress, and a few coming out from her lips. It was just a few months after she turned 20. She was so young, so full of life, hopes and dreams. A girl who died young to know the world. A girl who died drenched in her own tears.