I woke up when I suddenly heard something ringing.
My phone! someone's calling.
When I checked it I was surprised by '89 missed calls today'.
I looked at all the recent calls and saw '109 missed calls 1 week ago'.
"Shit" I whispered to myself.
"How long did I sleep?"
Naguguluhan parin ako sa nangyayari.
"Madam, It's been a week since you stopped visiting here at the company." My secretary said and it was obvious that she was still worried about me.
"What!?" I screamed
What is happening to me?
I went back to my own house and noticed that it was still in the same condition, as if it hadn't been touched for weeks.
My dogs are a little weak when they see me, their tongues are already pale.
My flowers are dry.
I was stopped by someone who rang the doorbell.
"My god anak! Anong nangyayari sayo?" tita Wighn said, crying.
"You don't answer our calls and messages, we didn't reach you here either"
Ano ba talagang nangyayari? Atsaka This is not the clothes I was wearing when I slept.
I was just looking up at the sunset, remembering everything that happened.
What he said, what we did, what happened to us.
Is that true?
Or just a dream.
If it's all just a dream, then it's the worst dream. EVER.
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My Worst Nightmare
General FictionThis is a story about a woman who experienced all the hardship in her whole life, she got abused by her father, stress because of her mother, and trauma because of her own family. She's a loner in school, but when she's already in her high school sh...
