Don't Remember Me | Anggayle

Day 2

ANGGE

I woke up at exactly four in the morning and I don't usually wake up this early. It's probably because I am still getting used to the new environment. I tried to sleep again but I just kept on tossing and turning. So, I ended up just getting up. I just grabbed myself some milk and oats before I decided to clean the house. Don't worry, I only did light work and I would rest from time to time because even though I'm tired of life in general, I don't want to waste my trip here in Siargao. Besides, I still want to be friends with my gorgeous neighbor.

At around six in the morning, I decided to stop. I rested for a while and after a few minutes, I headed to the bathroom to take a bath before I go out and explore the neighborhood.

Actually, I want to give food to the neighbor just like what people do in the movies when they want to you know, make friends. The problem is that I'm not a good cook. Well, I do know but only fried and instant foods.

In my mind, I can hear my mom saying, "You don't even know most of the survival skills yet you had the guts to run away. Now, that's one of the consequences." But whose fault is that though?

Since birth, they never thought me essential skills like cooking, cleaning, washing, and other stuff like that. The things I know, I just learned by myself. It's because they were so overprotective as if I'd die from just doing household chores. But I wonder what they're doing now? They're probably searching for me everywhere or maybe they're already torturing Abby so she'd speak up about my whereabouts. Poor girl, she had to be dragged into this. I hope she won't snitch on me though. After all, it's only going to be a month, then I'm going home.

Now, what should I do? I really want to talk to the neighbor but I don't have any excuse. Oh wait, she mentioned yesterday that she has a dog, maybe I should buy something for the little pet. That way, I won't seem like a creep or something and it's probably going to be less embarrassing

Just like I have said, I took a bath, and I got myself ready. Before I go see my neighbor, I decided to walk around first and see if I could find a store or something like that nearby. Fortunately, I found one not so far away. It's just probably twenty-nine meters from home.

By the way, I think I forgot to mention that I have a heart rate monitor on my wrist, the one that looks like a watch. Obviously, it measures my heart rate and it actually beeps when my heart beats abnormally fast or when it gets too weak. So, you don't have to worry too much about me.

I have been wearing monitors since I was eight years old. I even thought that it was just a regular watch until my mom explained how it's used.

So, when I was walking, I would stop whenever I feel like it will beep soon and rest before I continue walking again. After a few more steps, I finally got to the store.

"Hi, this is the first time I saw you. Are you new here?" The store owner asked and I just smiled and nodded before saying, "Yeah, I came here yesterday."

"That explains it. What are you getting by the way?" She asked. "Uhm actually, I don't know. What do you think can I give to someone who has a dog?" I asked hoping she'd give me suggestions. If she does, it'll be a big help.

"Well, there are a lot of choices. You can give them dog food, dog clothes or toys, and other pet stuff but I think you should just buy toys. It's up to you though," she shrugged her shoulders.

I sighed and held my chin as I think of what I should buy. I'm really not good at shopping because if I only have a lot of money with me, I would buy everything. Me and my indecisive ass.

"Uh right, I'll probably just get some toys. Can you help me?" Don't judge me, I have never had any pets so I have no idea what to buy for them.

If you are wondering why I didn't have one since birth, it is because my parents said that pets don't live as long as humans. They were afraid that if we get pets, I'll grow too attached to them. When pets die, it'll surely break my heart and might trigger attacks. So yeah, that's how I became such a bummer.