Akademya de Majika

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"Mom?" I called.

"Hmm?" She asked, looking at me.

As our eyes met, it felt like I was looking at myself... at my future self.

Yes, yes. That's what I'll look like in the near future. I'll be as beautiful as my Mom! I claim it!

"Skylar?" She called. I blinked. I didn't notice I've loss trance.

I smiled. "I love you."

One of her eyebrows rised. "May kasalanan ka, ano?"

"None, I swear!" My voice slightly raised, for I was surprised with what she have said.

She was then laughing nonstop.

"Mom!" I complained.

"Okay, okay!" She said, her one hand up on the air, it's as if she was saying she give up, while her other hand was clutching her tummy, I guess it must've hurt for her laughing hard.

She walked up to me. She then carried me from the floor then up to the kitchen counter.

I was already seven. I sure am heavy. My mom must have superpowers, I'm guessing super strength, for her to be able to carry me easily like that at my age.

She pressed her forehead onto mine. Her face was relaxed, eyes were closed. My smile grew wider as I closed my eyes.

She encircled her arms around me. I hugged her back. At that moment, I then found out what was the meaning of home... My own meaning of home... That is, being in my Mom's arms.

"I love you too, my dear, more than anything and everything and anyone and everyone in all worlds. I love you more than myself..."

Sky let out a bitter smile. She was staring blankly at the ceiling, reminiscing of the past.

At that moment, there was only one word that can describe her: mess. She was a mess. Her mind, emotions and overall appearance is one big mess.

Mugtong-mugto na ang kaniyang mga mata, pero wala pa ring tigil ang mga ito sa paglabas ng mga luha. Tuloy-tuloy ang agos ng mga luha... Tuloy ay basang-basa na ang kaniyang unan na tila ba ito'y nilublob sa tubig.

Ilang araw na siyang ganito, hindi nagsasalita, tulala... Hindi rin kumakain ang dalaga, kaya naman malaki ang pinayat niya.

Lahat ay nag-aalala sa kaniya, ngunit hinahayaan na lamang siya na magluksa.

She spent the entire day recalling every memory she has with her mom...

"Mom, look!"

I squealed in excitement. My finger was pointing at those pretty birds up there.

They have colorful feathers and really beautiful eyes. They were dancing with the wind and I can only watch them in awe. I wonder what they were called... and is it possible for them to have names?

Maybe I can name one!

"Oh, Ember Birds," I looked at my mom. She was the one who said that.

"Ember Birds?" I gasped. Then pointed to those pretty birds. "That's what they're called?"

Mom smiled. How beautiful. "Yes, my dear."

"Do they have names? Can I name them?" I asked excitedly. I even clapped my hands in excitement.

"Ahm... sure, my dear. Sure." She carried me in her arms. "Well, what do you want to name them?"