My eyes are filled with tears as I look at a photo. It is a family photo taken three years ago, showing my parents, my younger brother Alex and myself having fun while we were having a picnic at a beach. I used to have a warm and happy family but now I am left with only memories.
I could still remember vividly what happened that day, the day I wished had never happened. It was about two weeks after our family picnicked at the beach. My parents owned a business which required them to travel once or twice per month. That morning when my brother and I were having our breakfast before going to school, we saw our parents walking down from the stairs, all dressed up. They were carrying their luggage and were ready to go on a business trip to Singapore. Normally, they drove but this time, for a change, they decided to go by air.
Alex and I helped our parents to carry their luggage to a taxi waiting outside our house.
"Sally, we'll be in Singapore for only three days," said my mother, before getting into the taxi. "Take care of your brother while we are gone."
"Don't worry, Mum," I replied. "I will."
"Alex, be obedient to your sister. Don't be naughty," said our father.
Alex, who was a year my junior, nodded his head. We bade our parents goodbye before they went off in the taxi.
While my brother and I were schooling later that morning, we were requested to go and see the principal.
"I'm sorry to inform both of you that the aeroplane which your parents were travelling on has crashed, due to mechanical failure. No one survived the crash," said the principal, while we were in his office.
Extremely shocked and grief-stricken to hear the tragic news, we burst into tears. I was so miserable that I fainted. When I woke up, I found myself at home in my bedroom. I then went downstairs and saw my brother in the living room. Some of our relatives were present as well. They comforted us and asked us what we were going to do, since our parents had passed on. They invited us to stay with them so that they could take care of us. I thanked them for their benevolence and replied that my brother and I needed to think it over before making a decision.
Having considered our future for a few days, we decided to live in an orphanage as we did not wish to trouble our relatives.
Three years have passed since we moved into the orphanage. At first, it was hard living without our parents. Now we have settled down. In the orphanage, we have friends just like us - orphans. Our relatives come to visit us once in a while. I am in Form 5 now and will be sitting for my SPM examination at the end of the year. Alex is in Form 4. We take our studies seriously and hope to have our own loving families one day.