Chapter 4

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I'm sitting in front of my tablet, and doing an artwork. This time, it is not commissioned as some of my followers wants me to make an artwork everyone could avail on Print on Demand sites!

Ano dino-drawing ko? Flowers on a vase standing on a side table in a white room. Or should I say, hospital?

Nang matapos na ito, nilagyan ko na ito ng watermark, at pi-nost sa IG ko!

'captn80: Healing
#art #artph #siningph #digitalart #digitalartph #expressionism #captn80'

'Hope everyone heals from all of their pains, physically and mentally.'

Comment ko pa sa sarili kong post!

'This is not a commissioned artwork just like what I promised to you guys. I already uploaded this on Print on Demand sites, so feel free to get your copies there. Thank you.'

Comment ko pa ulit!

"Anak, don't get me wrong, but... Can I ask you something?"

Ang tanong ni Mom habang kumakain kami ng dinner. At medyo kinabahan ako sa tanong niya!

"What is it, Mom?"

"Are you talking to your... Friends again?"

"You mean, Marie ang others? Yeah, but not that frequent as we're all busy with our own works." Sagot ko kahit alam ko naman ang tinutukoy ni Mom...

"Why?" Tanong ko pa.

"Not them, anak... What I mean is... Your friends... In your head..."

"Do you still hear voices here and there?" Tanong niya pa!

"Not anymore, Mom, as I'm taking my meds regularly. Why?"

"So, who are you talking to at the playground?"

At hindi ko alam ang isasagot ko kay Mom.

"Some of our neighbors saw you talking with somebody out there but there's actually no one there except you. Like you're just talking to yourself again. And it made me quite worried, anak."

"Could you tell me what's happening to you? Can I know who are you talking to at our village's playground?" Tanong niya pa!

At huminga muna ako nang malalim bago sagutin si Mom.

"Would you believe me if I tell you it is a ghost I am talking to there, Mom?"

"A-a ghost..?"

"Yeah. A friendly and lively ghost."

"A-are you sure it's a ghost and not just a product of your imagination?"

"Yes, Mom. 'Coz in the past, in those times I still haven't been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, I could only hear voices inside my head. But this time, I could clearly see and hear him. And he also said to me that he's really a ghost, so I'm sure he's not just a product of my imagination, Mom."

"And... What does this ghost wants from you?"

"Nothing. Friendship, I guess? As he's lonely when he's all by himself?"

"And he's quite a special ghost, Mom. As I could only see him when the weather's not that good." Dagdag ko pa!

"Why is that?"

"I dunno why, too."

"Okay, one last question! Are you really taking your meds regularly?"

"Yes, Mom. You could check it on my room if you don't believe me."

"Ilan pa gamot mo?"

"Uhm... I still haven't opened last box as I still have some left from the second box. So, more than a month, I guess?"

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