PRESENT TENSION
“God, please! Give me another chance!” A man’s voice resonated.
“Who’s there?” Elmo shouted “Why is it so dark in here? Hey!”
“God, please! Give me another chance!” The voice repeated.
“Hey! Who are you?” Elmo shouted again.
“God, please! Give me another chance!” The voice encored.
“Sweet mother of mercy! That voice! It was my voice! Where am I? What is happening? Why am I saying those words? I want to know!” Elmo screamed.
Suddenly, a white light blinded my sight. In an instant I am inside a conference hall where a lot of people are applauding. There, in the middle of the stage, I saw myself receiving an award from someone.
“Dr. Magalona, we offer this token as our sign of appreciation for sharing us your valuable services.” The Master of Ceremonies said.
Everything fast-forwarded and I found myself in an office… my office. The walls of the room are full of diplomas and certificates of honor with my name on it. I also learned that I became an esteemed psychiatrist.
“Dr. Magalona, your interview with the CNN will start in 5 minutes.” The secretary came in.
“Okay, thanks,” Dr. Magalona said.
I was able to see how successful I was with my career. So this was the life I am supposed to live. If my life is so beautiful then why did I became a paradox?
I kept on watching my other self’s life. He was indeed sitting in a gold throne like a king. Money, women, power… all of those were mine because of my career. Models are dying to invite Dr. Magalona to spend a night with them; and politicians were like puppies begging to be financially sponsored for their campaigns.
Then suddenly I am in a house… my house! There, I saw a woman and my other self, talking. I am not able to see the woman’s face though.
“Elmo, I-I am pregnant.” The woman said.
“What?! You can’t be pregnant! I told you to take your pills religiously right? Dr. Magalona angrily snapped.
“Why are you so mad? This is your child Elmo! I am your wife!” The woman said.
“WE ARE NOT MARRIED YET!”
“Then we should get married!”
“No it will ruin my career!”
The woman was stunned with my older self’s words.
“How could you do this? You can’t just let our child be illegitimate!”
“Then tell the kid that you do not know who the father was!” Elmo taunted.
The woman slapped him hard.
“I will not allow that kid to destroy my career!” Elmo said in rage and went out.
I hate to admit this but I despise my older self… I really can’t believe that I was this cruel and vain.
Another white light shine upon all over the place and I saw my older self again, this time inside another house. He was panicking and putting stuff inside his luggage.
“What?! But she’s supposed to give birth next month!” Elmo said on the phone. “Ok! Ok! I’ll be there in a sec! Bye!” He ended, “Stupid mother-in-law! Hah! You think I am going to the hospital?”
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