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004 - WHO IS HE?
maria natasha hernandez pov

   
































































     The masked man.

     Have i told you about him? He's always there staring, studying and observing my every movement as if he can see right through me. As if I'm a canva to him... blank and waiting for his touch to mold me into something he wants. Each glance of his feels like the stroke of a brush, painting my very soul, layer by layer, until nothing of me remains untouched.

     His look sends a shiver down my spine, freezing my blood with its adrenaline. The cold wind outside suddenly entered my window, flooding my dimly lit room causing my skin to tremble in coldness, all the hairs in my body uniting as one as they stood tall as if to warn me.

     The wind whispered to me that in this moment it will be about 3am

     Napalunok ako at mariin na nakipagtitigan sa kanya na nakatayo sa labas ng bahay ko, Tila ba lahat ng hininga ko ay kinukuha mula sa akin sa bawat segundo na ako ay tumayo sa harapan ng bintana ko.

     Ang lalaking naka maskara ay nanatiling nakatayo sa labas, tall, muscular, and big. Ang suot nitong puting fitted sando shirt ay hindi man lang sya nabigyan ng proteksyon mula sa mapaglaro kong mata

     His muscles tensed under the light of the moon, Luna. I can see the curve of his body from here brown and strong, like it's calling out to me.

     He tilts his head slightly, as if mocking me, daring me to come out and face him, again. The black mask he wears looks like that of ghost's face, haunting and cold. But I won't go down there tonight, not with everything that has happened to me.

     Napakagat ako sa labi ko at dahan dahang sinarhan ang bintana ko. Then i slowly turn my back on him.

     Truth to be told, I do not know who the mask man is, Pero alam ko na kasing edad ko lang sya. Lagi syang nanjan, everywhere I go he seemed to be around me. Nagsimula iyon ng humantong ako sa high school, I was in 7th grade if I remember it correctly.

     My school held a Halloween event unlike the others, tuwing Hallowen ay pinapayagan kami ng school na magsuot ng mga costume and mostly ay may event din, para nga itong intrams kung sakali.

May mga sports sa araw na iyan, booths, no classes, performances, and even yung Ms and Mr Halloween, may after party din. Kung ako ang tatanungin? Halloween ang pinaka-most anticipated event ko ng mga panahon na yan

     But it took it's turn when the ghost face kid started haunting me, and It all began that day.

     Nung araw na to' I decided to portray as Anabelle bilang costume ko, I remember walking in my school confidently na wala akong makakatulad sa napili kong damit, and I was right. My friends have also chosen theirs

     The hallway of our school kung nasaan ang mga lockers ng students ay packed ng mga tao dahil sarado ang pinto ng mga classrooms namim, "para walang maging KJ na estudyante during event na mas nanaisin mag tago sa classroom kaysa makipag participate" sabi ng teacher namin

     So all hallways are packed, nag kalat ang mga estudyante na kagaya ko, all wearing their own kind of outfits.

     I was talking to them, my friends. When I felt his gaze, at ng magtungo ang mga mata ko sa search mission para malaman kung kaninong mata ang dapat kong dukutin, I saw that goddamn mask.

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