I took a deep breath, feeling the essence of the wind. I ran towards something I am not familiar with; only the trees on the roadside away back can I recognize.
Tears are still flowing as if they can't be controlled. I stopped when I was hanging out of breath. "I hate this life!" I huff.Bakit sa dinami raming tao? Ako pa! I'm too weak for this malady! I don't even know myself because of this!"I shouted like someone was listening. Kahit ako lang naman ang mag-isa sa gubat.
Umupo ako sa may bato, nilubog ang paa sa ilog, pagod na pagod na. Pero walang mas hihigit sa pagod na naramdaman ko sa ilang taong pamumuhay.
I pity myself for living this life—a life of misery, full of grief, and patience. When is my time to be happy?
Is there really happiness? Maybe? Some people still laugh at me, so maybe it exists.
Laugh...I can't even recall the time I had a hard smile on my face. Cruelty, for sure, has the biggest role in my life."Kailan kaya ako magiging malaya?" I watched my reflection on the river's water.
I stretched my knees, kumuha ako ng tubig roon at inilapag sa paa, tila naglalaro.
Pumikit ako at nilagay ang dalawang kamay sa aking likuran, doon humihigip ng lakas. Dinama ko ulit ang hangin sa aking mga labat.
Pagkatapos ng ilang minuto humiga ako, ang mga paa ay nanatiling nasa ilog. Natanaw ko ang buwan. Napakahiwaga.
I raised my arms and touched my index and thumb to each side, forming it like a spade of a card.
Ginalaw ko 'yun pababa at itaas na parang kinukunan ito ng litrato. "Napakagandang buwan, magiging maliwanag ba ako kagaya mo?" tanong ko rito kahit hindi naman ito nagsasalita.
"Sana kahit isang pagkakataon lang na hindi ko ito maramdaman, na hindi ko ito dala-dala, na hindi ako nasasaktan," I prayed as if it were the God of mine. "Kahit isang beses lang," pumikit ako at namayani muli ang mga luha sa aking mata, kaya ako'y dumilat.
I chuckled a bit after, not thinking anymore; all I did was feel the night. All by myself. To think, to be alone, and to breathe.
Pumikit ako ulit at tuluyang pinagpahinga ang sarili sa patag na bato. Tanging ihip ng hangin sa mga kahoy at huni ng ibang ibon ang naririnig ko, naramdaman ko rin ang linawag mula sa buwan.
I stiffened, realizing something. I felt a shadow roaming around the sides. I hadn't opened my eyes yet and was trying to calm myself down.
Shit! I'm not alone! And I don't know who I'm with!
I sensed a man coming my way, with deep breathing and a steady pace, a hand holding a knife, a pure blackness of existence.
I instantly stood and ran back from the village, gripping, holding, and panting, knowing someone was behind me, catching me up.
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Cure in His Soul
FantasyA girl from a town grows up uniquely among the people in her small village. She hates being different from the children she grew up with. An unknown and explainable malady tangled in herself. It is her secret. Each day she prayed for a visible cure...