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My Real Angel, Prince

“I AM NOT CRAZY” I screamed loud while slamed the door hard. Slowly I  cried. I could not believe this, Mom guess I was abnormal again. Mom had resigned from her job  willfully  and decided it stay at home and gave  me a much cares. she was worried to see my condition that I felt  it was just usual thing.

I let my eyes look around although it meant nothing. I was confused, disturbed and didn’t know what I have to do to proved that I was not crazy. It was all about my friend, Prince.

“Whatwas wrong with my prince ?” I always asked people about it. Everybody always accused Prince as the cause why I was called crazy. Included mom. No one believed me that Prince was real. He was my friend. But everytime I tried to explain it, mom cried. I wanted everybody believe me, just that. Although finally I knew, I was the only one who could see and talked with Prince. But he was not a ghost. He was an angel from God. I liked to be his friend. Whenever I needed someone to listen my story, gave suggestion or solving problem, he always did it. All cares and special understanding that I never got before, it was all from him.

One day, after a long time mom forced to go to in shaman, finally I wanted. It was also because Prince’s suggestion and I did not want to see mom cries anymore. But I regretted to go there. That damn shaman told me that prince was a ghost. I hated him and all his craps.

Mom still met with the shaman and I did not like mom when she let that shaman came in  my room. Put the strange thing and mentioned a crazy prayer. They did not know that prince was a strong man, what that shaman had done was just nothing. I still met him evetynight and shared until in the daybreak.

Some days later, that shaman never came again. it made me happy but I was afraid because latterly Prince was seldom to come. I just hoped that shaman never made a success of  making Prince go far  from me. I could not deny that I felt so alone. And I missed Prince so bad. Every night I could not sleep because I waited for his coming and in the morning all I got was just a dissappponitment. He did not come.

I was curious to find the reason why he never came again. I poked around my room, maybe that shaman put something so Prince could not come in. I just wasted my time, I thought. After that, I decided to ask mom, but mom did not want to tell me the truth. Again and again I forced mom, but she kept closed her mouth.

I cried under my pillow out loud and rebelled in my room. Until I realized that there was a strange smell in my bed. I just threw my pillow toward mom when she came in. I asked mom to go and I did not want to see her anymore. She was so cruel. Mom tried to do my weakness, hugged me. I cried in mom’s hugging and so did she.

After I felt silent, mom told me the truth with the rest of the tears in the corner of her eyes. The strange perfume she spraied everyday in my room without my permission, and food I ate everyday had been mixed with ingredients from that shaman, that was why I could not see prince anymore. I kept cried to hear that. How cruel mom did it to me. I just needed a friend like, an understanding friend like Prince.

A week after I tried to adapt my self without prince. I began to feel better because mom cared to me everytime. A thing that lost for along time. It was  really different with the care from prince. But I still missed prince. I missed to see his smile, his laugh and I missed to be around him. But maybe it was just a big dream now.

“ssttt” I woke sudden. Prince. I looked around. I do believe he came. I called his name again and again. I looked at the window. Prince was standing there with his comfort smile. I walked toward him and hugged him so tight.

“I miss you” I said it in his hug. I do happy to see him again. But it just for a while. Prince said that he had to go and never came back. I cried and asked why. He just smile.

“you will know the reason why, my girl” he said it while wiped my tears. I could not hold him to stay. He had decided. I  just saw his gone from far away until he really lost in the white smoke.

I sat in the corner, tried to open my eyes that there was no Prince anymore. He had said goodbye. Mom woke because I was crying out loud. I told her that Prince never came back anymore. I knew mom understands how precious Prince for me. Mom took my hand and hugged me, hugged me tight until I really could feel comfort.

I realized now why prince should go. Yeach because now I have got my real happiness. My mom. she gives me many times now. Not only as a mom but also as a friend. Finally Mom knows I need it.

In font of the window I smile, Imagine prince is here, in front of me.

“I got it, prince, I got it. You think I do not need you anymore because now Mom can understand me much better than you. Thank you so much for rising me up. Although you are not here. You will always be my friend.”

I close the window still smiling and let my self be mature than before.