Semicolon

Chapter 1

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Trigger Warning!! Self Harm!!

Mapag-laro ang tadhana at nakaka takot ang mga pangyayari sa ating buhay. Habang tayo ay lumalaki, nagiging mas mabigat ang ating mga pasanin. Dumarami ang ating mga responsibilidad at nagiging mailap ang mga panahong tayo'y nakangiti. We sometimes wishes to travel back in time so we can go back to those days we are able to laugh and live freely. Without responsibilities and anxiety.

I did my hardest to make myself happy while they were pleased of me, but unhappily I was unable to smile as I forced myself to study till I could no longer take it. I wished I was born intelligent, gifted, and wealthy. I hope I could be the girl they want me to be. I'd like to scream at them and tell them, "This is me; I can't be that person I'm not supposed to be."

I don't have the nerve to say it out loud, but I believe they're doing everything they can to have all of these things in my life right now. I am the only one who creates these significant things inside of me: warmth, nourishment, garments, cash, tuition, and love. They adore me. I simply couldn't perceive it since my perspective differed from theirs.

They do not force me; I simply want to strive, but I know I cannot. I push myself too hard to the point that I blame them for being this way. They merely want me to study harder, but I want to study harder. Nobody was to blame for any of this. I did it.

"Anak tulala ka nanaman."

Dahil sa tapik ng aking ina mula sa aking balikat ay naputol ang pag-iisip ko ng malalim. Hindi ko namalayan ang oras, kanina pa pala sila naka pag-ayos ng gamit habang ako'y tulala.

Lumipat kami ng bahay ngayon, kinuha kase kami nung boss ni papa sa resto. Pinagawan niya kami ng bahay upang hindi na kailangan nila mama at papa na mag commute papunta sa trabaho.

"Kain na." Hinaplos ni mama ang aking likod bago siya umalis.

Binalik ko ang aking atensyon sa isang magandang tanawin sa aking harapan. Kitang kita ko ang kabuuan ng bayan, parang Antipolo ang view. Madaming ilaw at matatayog na gusali.

These are things I never dared to think. We made it from a modest bamboo cottage to a large mansion. This house was built with my father's loyalty to a friend or boss, despite the fact it was not built with our money.

I took a big breath and decided to eat dinner. After we finished eating, everyone returned to their rooms, and I went to freshen up in the shower. I pick a plain black shirt and pants instead of my pajamas. I also had a black cap and white sneakers. I grabbed my phone and wallet before leaving.

I find comfort in walking down the streets at night. This helped me understand that I'm not alone, even within my worst days. I am with the moon, who provides me with energy and light in order to endure another day.

I had time to recharge myself and set things up on my own. I felt the need to cry out loud while attempting to calm myself. Gusto kong isigaw ang sakit at humiga sa ilalim ng buwan habang umiiyak. I am far worse than the previous me; I was a joyful child, a sociable, talkative, cheerful, stress-free, selfless individual.

Everything changed as the result of this culture; humanity slowly began to destroy me. I know there will come a point in time where I will be able to laugh sincerely again, wear that beautiful smile and positive side and I wish that day was today.

Sa kalagitnaan ng aking pag-iyak, sa kalagitnaan ng aking pagsisisigaw sa mundo na sana'y tumigil ang oras at bumalik sa dating ako. Pumasok sa aking isipan ang isang bagay na maaring makatulong saakin upang mataksan ko ang sakit at bigat na dala ng buhay. Nahagilap ng aking mata ang isang piraso ng basag na bote sa aking tabi.