And when I am alone or in the bus full of people listening to music, turning off the world around, I realize my thoughts are still the same.

'How is it possible for people to just be gone? From one minute to another?'

And over again I am thinking about it but in the end I realize I don't get it. My mind just can't get through it and I can't understand the fact that people around, even the ones around my age, can die so easily.

The worst part is, that some of them already are dead. And then another thought comes by.

'How long are we meant to actually stay here?'

The question I am too afraid to find out an answer to.