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"In a world where justice has been forgotten, will the traces of death be remembered?
Will the verdict of the vile prevail?
Or this is a wonted version of justice denied?"
A student named Alakin Serverse is in woe with his mind after...
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Home is where love resides. But do homes have souls? As cold as dead or as warmth as love? Is it sacred as heaven or deadly as hell? If love we found in homes turns into ashes, can we still call it a HOME?
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YEAR 2019
The drop of blood touched the floor. A needle ripped its gentle skin's index finger. The moment it gazed at the mirror, a pretty face appeared. The clock is ticking. It's 3 in the morning. As its eyes focused on the mirror, she saw herself, instead of reflection, it became a distortion.
"So, what's it going to be tonight?" it asked herself. A loud banging was heard on the door. Until it opened. A woman's yell echoed in the room.
"Wala kang kwentang anak! Ano na naman ang ginawa mo!? Hindi ka talaga nararapat sa pamilyang ito! Pinagsisihan kong naging anak kita!" She gave her mother an evil smirked. Her mom's eye widened, full of anger. She walked towards her and pulled her hair, she then slapped her. She was pushed into the mirror. Drops of blood were painted on her face. She opened her eyes and saw herself in a shattered mirror. Helpless and broken. Her mom pulled her hair again but this time she has a piece of broken mirror in her hands. She ripped her mom's face. A helpless scream of her mother echoed in the room. Her mother's hands were covered with blood.
"You're a devil!" her mother screams painfully. She smirked at her. She kneels and grabs her mom, forcing her to face the mirror.
"The devil you are pertaining is your daughter," she said playfully. "Look at her. Is she beautiful?" she asked while her mother's eyes were frightened. The blood drips from her eyes crossing to her nose.
"I don't have a daughter who's evil!" she screamed in anguish.
"You made a devil, momma!" She laughs evilly. She then stabs her in her neck. Her mom is coughing with blood while trying to hold her breath. She gets another part of the broken mirror. She sits in the stomach of her dying mother.
"I only want love, momma," she calmly said. She raises her arms with a broken mirror in her hands and takes a deep sigh. Tears are overflowing in her eyes and then she stabs her mother in the heart, multiple times. Blood stains on her clothes and some on her face.
"But you never gave that. See what I've become?" the last words she uttered and laughed. She then stands and faces the broken mirror. She glared at her hands full of blood, her hands' shivers, she then diverted her gaze at the mirror. She smiled bitterly while tears drip down. The distortion of her face reflected in the mirror. She fixes herself. She heard the door open coming from downstairs. Daddy's home with her two sisters. She began humming. She gets the stainless baseball bat. She then grabbed her mom's arms and pulled her out of her room to the stairs, there she stands stiff. Her mom's blood is dripping down the stairs. She waited for her family to come up. Wanted them to see what she have done. A scream of her sisters echoed in the house. One of them passed out.
