I disliked my roommate in our second year of university for a long time.Why?Because she was obsessed with trash!The only things you'd find in our room's trash bin were really used nylons that could no longer be washed for re-use, snacks nylons, and any other form of trash that had absolutely no chance of being recycled.She was always digging up plastics and nylons to wash and keep.One evening after I ordered for a smoothie and had finished consuming it, I threw it's cup in the trash only to have my roommate sprint across the room to take it out.I tried to wrestle it from her, but her grip was way too strong.So I gave up and let her just do her thing as usual.She washed it throughly before adding it to her ever growing pile of "junk reusables".She wasn't even using them.Now this wasn't some Save The Climate habit.She was OBSESSED with trash!She'd come back from lectures hauling garbage bags filled with plastics and nylons she found on campus.Then she'd sort them out before adding them to her pile.I once asked her if she wanted to sell them to earn some cash but she only smiled before shaking her head in the negative. Every weekend she would hire a cab, take out everything she piled up for that week into the cab, and take off to God knew where.She was a really quite person too.Hardly spoke more than ten sentences to me in a day.I had met her parents twice and by all indications, they didn't appear poor.Infact our room was one of the biggest in the hostel and had facilities only a few other rooms had.She wasn't poor.She didn't intend on selling them either.So what in world was wrong with her??!!It would be crazy to think she took 'em out to dump them somewhere after going through so much stress to clean them up.Then one day, everything was gone.When I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING.Her included. I came back from lectures really tired and all I wanted was to lie down and just sleep off till the next day.However, fate had other plans.The first thing I noticed when I entered the room was the bare wall facing our beds.It was a Thursday evening and she NEVER took her piles of sacks out during the week.Then I noticed the way her study table looked bare.Taking a really good look at the room, I realized her bed had no sheet on it, neither did her pillow.Rushing over to her wardrobe, I opened it to see it completely empty.Her clothes and foodstuff gone.I walked into the kitchen to find a similar situation.Her camp gas and utensils were gone too.It looked like I never had a roommate to begin with.What was happening???Taking out my phone, I dialed her number. I kept being redirected to leave a voicemail after several attempts, so I eventually did.I went out of the room and headed to the porter's desk at the entrance of the hostel.I asked her if she had seen my roommate leave the building, and she said yes.The porter informed me that her mother came to pick her up along with her things.She had inquired as to why my roommate was moving out, but the only response she got from both mother and daughter were smiles before they exited the building.I was relieved a little bit because atleast I knew she wasn't abducted or anything.But atleast she could have informed me beforehand of her departure. We were ROOMMATES for crying out loud.Wasn't that supposed to make us friends???Well, technically speaking...we weren't exactly friends.But how was that my fault???She always shut down whenever I tried to make an attempt at a conversation so I gave up on building friendship with her.I trudged back to the room and forgot all about my beauty sleep.I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.Seriously off.I didn't have her parents' numbers and she never brought any friends to the hostel either.I eventually fell asleep with a troubled mind.I missed her.I missed her junk.I missed her quiet presence.I didn't want to admit it intially, but I eventually did. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||One week later, I was approached by a lady on campus as I exited a lecture room."Excuse me miss, are you an occupant of room 27 in Sunshine Villa?"I was taken aback for a second before regaining my composure."Who are you?"She smiled warmly. That smile...It reminded me of a certain girl."I mean no harm, trust me. I was asked to deliver this to you by my sister", she said as she extended her hand that held an envelope.I cautiously took it from her."Your sister?""Yeah. Your ex-roommate. She typed this a day before she passed away and e-mailed it to me with some instructions, which included printing it out and giving it to you a week after her departure from this world."My heart skipped."I'm not following...what do you mean passed away??? She was fine up until the morning I left for lectures. And you're telling me she passed away on THAT same day??? Please if this is a prank just stop it."She chuckled sadly. I sat in the waiting chair near the portal office wondering how, she has passed on means, i just saw her.