Past Island: Regrets and Guilt (Past Series #1) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 1: Remy's Absence

*2 years earlier*

A couple of months later after my Mom's death, I moved in here sa bahay namin sa bicol. Natagalan ang paglipat ko kasi marami pa akong inasikaso sa condo at trabaho, I resigned sa work ko sa manila kasi parang nawawalan ako ng gana sa buhay lately, I feel so exhausted and I still mourn my mother's death. I don't think I can go on with life ngayon na wala na siya, and the regret and guilt of not being able to be with her sa mga huling araw niya still haunts me. I decided to move here sa bicol for good kasi bukod sa akin iniwan ang karapatan sa bahay, I also want to feel my mother's presence here na hindi ko nagawa nung kailangan niya ako sa sobrang ka-busyhan ko.

*phone ringing*

"Hey" I said bluntly.

"Remy, are you okay? balita ko nag resigned ka na at lumipat sa bicol" tampo ni Nicole, one of my close friend. "hindi mo man lang ako sinabihan na iiwan mo na ako dito, kahit paalam wala?" dagdag niya pa.

"Sorry Nics, hindi na ako nakapaalam sayo, you know naman what happened to me, right?" sabi ko habang may namumuong luha sa mga mata ko. "I can't think straight right now, and I feel like my life is empty, even this house is empty."

"Remy, it's okay, okay? I am always here kapag need mo ng kausap at kadamay" saad niya. "ano na ginagawa mo ngayon?" tanong niya pa.

"Ito, kakalapag ko lang ng mga gamit ko mula sa sasakyan at mag aayos ng mga gamit" tugon ko.

"oh siya hahayaan muna kita mag ayos dyan, pag may time baka bumisita ako dyan sayo pag naka leave ako, okay?" sabi naman niya.

"sige sige" tugon ko sabay baba ng telepono.

Sa mga oras na ito ay dapat inaalis ko na ang mga gamit ko mula sa maleta, pero mas pinili kong magmukmok at mahiga sa sofa. Tila wala akong lakas para gawin ang mga bagay-bagay, tuwing tumitingin ako sa paligid eh naaalala ko ang mga masasayang moments namin ng Mom ko na hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan.

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Kinabukasan, habang naglilinis ako ng bahay ay unti-unting bumabalik ang mga alala kasama ang nanay ko sa bahay na ito.

Naalala ko nuon na sa lemesang ito ako nagsusulat ng mga assignment ko habang si Mama naman ay nananahi ng mga damit, naaalala ko pa nuon na umiyak ako dahil nahihirapan ako i-solve ang math problem na assignment ko at ginamit kong panyo ang tinatahi ni Mama HAHAHHAHAH ang saya balikan ng mga alala.

Habang naglilinis, may nakita ako isang pamilyar na libro, ngunit may kalumaan, pero tandang-tanda ko pa rin na ito ang libro na binabasa saakin ng Mama ko nuon.

Ito ang libro ng 'Past Island'

Binuklat ko ito at tinignan ang mga pahina, kita mo pa rin ang pangalan ni Mama sa unang pahina at ang mensahe niya para saakin na...

"naandito lang ako anak kapag kailangan mo ako" - Mama

May kirot ang mga linyang ito para sa akin, dahil kahit anong gawin ko... alam kong wala na siya tuwing kailangan ko ng pagmamahal ng isang ina, patuloy kong binuklat ko pa ang libro at binasa ito...

"Once upon a time, there was an island far away from the shore, a place shrouded in mist and mystery. It was called Past Island, a place where you could meet your loved ones who had passed away." sana totoo ka para makita ko rin ang aking ina.

"The island was said to be a paradise, a realm where hearts could heal and spirits could find peace." kailan kaya maghihilom ang sugatan kong puso?.

"Past Island is a place where the past and present intertwine. It's where you can find those you have lost, feel their presence, and say the goodbyes you never had a chance to." ako din, gusto ko din makapagpaalam sa aking yumaong ina.

"It's truly a place of magic and memories. But always remember that the island is more than just a story. It's a symbol of hope and healing." I don't see any hope right now.

"No matter what happens, our loved ones are always with us, in our hearts and memories." - Past Island

"As the sun set on Past Island, the golden light cast long shadows across the serene landscape. Families and friends, who had reunited with their lost loved ones, gathered on the shore. They shared stories, laughter, and tears, cherishing every moment of this miraculous reunion." Mom, I want to have these moments with you again!

"One by one, they approached the edge of the water, where their loved ones stood, bathed in the ethereal glow of the setting sun. Each farewell was unique, filled with words left unspoken and emotions finally set free." sana maranasan ko din ito.

"A mother embraced her child, whispering words of love and letting go of the guilt that had burdened her heart for years. 'I forgive you, Mom,' the child said, their voice like a gentle breeze. 'It's time for you to live your life without regrets'." I don't want to, Mom! I can't live my life without you!

"An elderly man held his wife's hands, his eyes filled with both sorrow and joy. 'I'm sorry for all the mistakes I made,' he said. 'You were always perfect to me,' she replied softly. 'Live the rest of your days in peace'." How can I live in peace if I remember you every single time?

"Friends, siblings, and lovers, all found closure in this magical place. The island's magic allowed them to see that their loved ones were at peace and wanted the same for them. As the final goodbyes were said, a sense of calm and acceptance washed over everyone." I hope I'll find the closure I need someday.

"The mist began to thicken, signaling the end of their time on Past Island. Slowly, the visitors returned to their boats, their hearts lighter and their spirits healed. They knew they had been given a rare and precious gift-the chance to say one last goodbye, to let go of all the regrets and guilt, and to move forward with their lives." I said those lines while crying my heart out.

"As the island faded into the distance, they looked back one last time. The memories of their loved ones remained, not as a source of pain, but as a beacon of hope and love. They knew that Past Island was more than just a place; it was a reminder that love transcends time and space, and that those we cherish never truly leave us." sana totoo ka nalang 'Past Island'!.

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Past Island: Regrets and Guilt

Written by: @Clintoooon_

DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, place, or events and incidents are either the products of the author's imaginations or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblances to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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