In September 19, 2005, it was a wonderful day. The temperature wasn’t too high. It was almost impossible to have a nice day like this during September. Johney asked me to wait for him after class. He said, “Today is the special day for us.” “A special day? Why is this a special day? Is not your birthday, is it?” I asked. Johney didn’t answer me for few seconds. Then, he smiled. “This is the fifth year we have been friends.” “Wow, really? How can you remember such small thing like this?” I was surprised. I was happy that Johney remembered about it. The bell rang which gave us a warning. It was time to class. Johney told me to wait for him in the front door after school.
“5, 4, 3, 2, 1, yeah, school is over for today” I said with a big smiling face. The teacher hasn’t left the class yet. He was glared at me, but I don’t really care about it. I left the class as soon as I finished packing my things. Johney was waiting for me on his new motorcycle when I arrived at the front door. I didn’t think much of it even though we both knew it is illegal for us to ride a motorcycle.
It was busy after school. Lots of parents were waiting for their kids to come out. There were also 30 buses around the school. The traffic was disorderly and confused. We rode carefully to pass all the cars and began our trip to the beach. The buildings on the wayside passed by so quickly seemed similar to our life. At that moment, I felt that I don’t want to grow up. I wanted to escape from the real world. No more school, no more teachers. I hoped the time stopped at this moment. The buildings kept passing by.
Half hour passed by, we arrived at the bench. Johney asked me, “Do you think we will be friends forever?” “Who knows? It’s still a long way to go, but I hope we will. You never know until you are there.” I answered. We had a long talk. We were talking about our future and our dreams. Johney told me he wanted to be a police officer. I was laughing at him. I said, “How can you become a police officer if you haven’t followed the law since you were a child? The legal age for riding a motorcycle is 18 years old, and you need to have your helmet on while you are riding a motorcycle. I don’t think you will become a police officer.” “You never know.” he said.
It was 9 o’clock at night. Johney knew that I needed to back home before 10 o’clock. On the way to my house, he promised me that we would go to the beach every year. Good time always passed by so quickly. I arrived home just before 10. I told Johney be careful on his way home and don’t forget to wear his helmet if he wanted to become a police office.
The next morning, when I arrived at school the teacher asked me to go to her office. She told me, “Johney got an accident last night.” “Are you kidding me?” I said. The teacher shook her head and said, “He didn’t wear his helmet last night when he rode the motorcycle. He died right away, because his head was badly hit by a car.” The bad news shocked me. I couldn’t believe Johney wouldn’t hang out with me any more. I blamed myself. I knew I should have made sure he wore his helmet last night. If I had, he wouldn’t have died. I knew we shouldn’t have ridden a motorcycle last night. If we hadn’t, he wouldn’t have died. He would still here and chat with me. It was too late. I knew that. I would always remember that Johney used his death to show me that I should follow the law. I really learned it well. It was the toughest lesson I have ever learn. It was way powerful than the sign and books, because it would be a scar in my memory forever.
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