It's already 4:45 am but I am still up finding my will to sleep. Ayaw akong bisitahin ng antok kahit na kanina pa ako tulala lang at nag-iisip ng kung ano-ano sa gitna ng dilim.
"Hey! Are you good?" A deep voice from somewhere broke the silence.
Hindi ako natakot. Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi basta tumingin lang ako diretso sa parte kung saan nanggaling ang boses. It's dark that I can't see his face.
"Are you good?" Ulit niya.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Wrong answer." He said kaya napatitig ako sa lugar kung nasaan siya.
"Pardon?" I asked. Nakakapagtaka kasi e.
"You know. I know you. I've been in that very situation years ago and I know na you're suffering in a war there." A cold wind touched my chest.
"No. I'm happy. I just can't sleep." I answered.
"No. You're not. Be true to yourself. That's the only way." He ended his sentence with a fading voice. Then suddenly, a cold air embraced my whole foreskin. It shivered me to core. I felt weakness.
There, I started crying. I don't know why and how but I felt sadness. The heaviest emotion filled my heart. The emptiness that was once forgotten has been highlighted. I felt alone-unwanted.
"Am I loved?" That's the last words I said before I ran out of gas.
The feeling of rest welcomed me. For the very first time in my life, I felt happiness for myself. Everything changed. I changed. I want this feeling. I don't want this to fade away. I love this.
And yes. I am good. Finally, I am.
- END.
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Collection of Short Stories
Short StoryThis book contains the collection of the short stories I have made. I don't know if you'll like it but I hope you do.
