One Day After School

11: Leaves

One day after school
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Chapter 11: Leaves

I was feeling a bit down lately which isn't new to me. I wasn't crying on my bed every night anymore but instead, I shed no more tears. I. . . I feel a lot more empty. It has actually worsen since last weekend. Parang hinihigop nito ang lakas ko, emotionally, mentally, and physically to the point that it's already draining me.

Hindi ko alam kung bakit naging ganito. I was getting a lot more better. The small flicker of hope I felt was nowhere to be found. Nawala lahat ng progress na pinaghirapan ko sa loob lamang dalawang araw.

Nandoon na ako eh, nagsisimula na ako eh, pero bakit naman ako hinila pababa?

I heave a sigh. There's nothing I can do about it. Nangyari na eh.

“I heard about the news,” panimula ni Mama.

Napatigil ako sa pagsubo ng marinig iyon. I sighed before placing my utensils down. Humugot ako ng hangin at pinakawalan ito habang nakayuko sa harapan ng pagkain.

I am eating dinner with my Mom. A very rare sight after what happened a month ago. Ganito talaga siya magtampo. She can't easily forgive me, pero pag sa ibang tao ang dali niyang magpatawad. Anak niya ako, but I feel like I'm not.

Isang tao lang naman ang alam 'kong itinuturing niyang anak.

“Siguraduhin mong wala kang kinalaman doon, Eurydice, ha? Or else...” Aniya ulit.

Or else what, Mom? I badly want to say that out loud but, I won't. So I swallowed the lump on my throat before plastering a forced smile.

“Yes, Mom.” That's all I can say. Hindi naman importante ang iniisip at nararamdaman ko. What's important is her well almost perfect plan for me.

I fought the urge to look at her direction but in the end I still did. She remained poker faced before answering an urgent call.

Kumain na lang ulit ako at hindi na binalak na lumingon sa harapan kung nasaan ang Mommy.

Wala ang Daddy ngayon, he's our of town, again. This isn't new to me, but I just can't help but to feel a bit down.

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“Ano na naman bang pinanggagawa niyo, grade ten Zeus.”

Isang mahinahong boses ang namutawi sa loob ng classroom namin. Kalmadong naglakad-lakad si Ms. Cruz sa harapan. She's well composed, but I can see through her, she's disappointed at us.

Ms. Cruz one of the most youngest teacher in our school. I heard that she won Miss Universe before.

“We're sorry for the trouble, Ma'am.” Miss Pres uttered with utmost sincerity. Nakatayo siya mula sa upuan at may isang maliit na ngiti sa labi.

“You're all forgiven but, I'll still give you a small punishment. So, you'll make a video presentation about life. You'll be grouped into five persons each. This will also serve as your performance task in English. Dapat sa Friday naipasa niyo na itong lahat sa'kin. Any question?” Paliwanag ni Ms. Cruz. She roamed her eyes around before sighing.