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“ok ka lang, 'nak?” our adviser asked me.

I smiled.

“Opo, maam”

“Best, ok ka lang?” my bestfriend asked me.

I smiled.

“Oo naman”

“Ate, ok ka lang?” my sister asked me.

I smiled.

“Alangan”

I'm in my room, staring at the mirror in the front of me.

“Are you really ok?” I asked myself

I smiled, a fake one.

I can see the blood shoot in my eyes. I'm trying my best not to cry.

“I'm not ok. I'm not fine. I'm dying... inside.” and then, my tears fell.

I'm such a good pretender. I can hide my pain, I can fool them... but not myself.

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