I woke up early today cause I have a class.
Even tho I'm quite sleepy I still tried to move out of my bed.
I fixed the bedsheets and compile the pillows together before walking out of my room and do my morning routine.
"Nanay tumawag po ba mama si mama?"I asked our helper who I treat as my own family member.
Even tho uneasiness is plastered on her face she still smiled at me.
"Kain ka muna iha, mamaya mo na alalahanin 'yun."
"Niluto ko paborito mo, kain ka na" she followed.
I smiled at her a bit before heading towards the dining table.
Silentness enveloped the room.
I lowered my head as pain travels down to my chest.
I was breathing heavily.
It's the usual feeling that I always felt.
But I'm still not used to it.
"Alis na po ako nanay"I informed before forcing a smile.
"Sige mag iingat ka iha."
I firmly held the doorknob of our classroom.
I look up as I fixed my composure.
"Good morning"I said in a flat tone and they did the same.
The first lessons went smoothly, I didn't even notice that it was almost time.
"List down the emotions that you're feeling right now then group yourselves"professor commanded.
Suddenly I felt my chest tightened.
I shook my head and continue on writing down.
"Who's finished?" the professor asked.
We raised our hands.
"The three from behind, group yourselves"the professor pertains to my seatmate, the one infront of me, and myself.
But things get complicated.
The girl in front of my seatmate suddenly stands up and pulls her chair towards our direction.
I was about to complain but stop midway.
Same with the girl in front of me.
She's not aware it's not her fault, right?
I once again forced a smile and continue on doing the activity.
As I was doing our activity I simply look at my seatmate.
Everyone already grouped therselves except for her.
I want to add her to our group but I was lacking of courage.
I've never talk to her since I attended this class.
But then my perspective suddenly changed.
I saw her wiped her tears.
I immediately averted my gaze.
I hate it when people cry.
It's makes my heart squeeze in pain.
"Ok class dismiss."
I picked up my bag and went directly to the shed of our school.
"Anong iniiyak-iyak mo d'yan!"
"Napaka arte mo talaga!"
"Pag sinabi kong papasok ka,papasok ka!"
And there I saw her again tearing up and being lectured.
I really wanted to do something but I'm too scared.
Why do I have to be like this?
Did I make another wrong decision?
