I smiled widely while looking at the abandoned places. I feel peaceful in this place. It feels strange. I can't explain it.
I'm just thinking about the white house. Like I wouldn't be able to rest if I wouldn't be able to reach this place. This abandoned place which always appears in my dreams. There's something, I can't even explain.
They said dreams are dreams. But this one seems too real to me. I find myself dreaming about one girl. The girl that I've met 15 years ago in Switzerland.
/ Flashback /
We visited the Silent City. Daddy explained we were seeing people who are now resting well in heaven. My Uncle and Aunt.
Dark Harris Montero
Pein Claire Clifford
My heart hardened when I saw her name. Aunt Pein? My heart hurts. I don't even know what to feel about this. Dark Harris Montero. His name sounds so cool.
I didn't play. I was sitting on the bench. Mommy called me for ice cream.
Then, I encountered a little girl. The girl with the same cold dark eyes I have in my dreams. Pale skin, cold voice and mysterious personality.
"Give me your hand."
When I touched her, I felt something I couldn’t explain.
But Mommy dragged me away. Mommy was frightened, and Daddy's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Her name is Britney Amber. For no reason, I want her to be mine, and I want to protect her forever.
/ End of flashback /
Mommy and Daddy still don’t know that I came back here. I know this place because we also spent our vacation here before.
The place is still cold. I am twenty-two now. I am safe here. We only stayed here for a week before, but now it feels like I’ve been living here for a long time. I also can’t explain this feeling.
I visited the old library. That was really the first thing I looked for. The room was quiet. The type of quiet that yells in your ears. I am thrilled to open some books and read some pages of it.
I adore books, I adore writing beautiful love stories. I don’t write sad stories, I write happily-ever-after love stories.
What is this?
When I opened a book, an old, dusty one.
“100 Days My Girl.” I stiffened. For some reason I couldn’t explain, I got goosebumps. Why is this happening? I feel like I know every page of this book.
My heartbeat skipped. My fingers shook.
I placed the book along the table, my hands trembling. I froze when I heard the music. Where was that music coming from? I followed the tune and found myself in a room here on the second floor.
The song started again from the beginning. It’s like someone has been playing it on repeat for a long time. For some reason, I feel like... I know this song very well, even its lyrics. Why is this happening to me? It feels like there are memories in my mind that I haven’t even experienced in this life.
Just one day, but it felt like forever when I found you.
Your smile... the only rest I need.
I promised never to leave you, even if I know you’re slowly drifting away from me.
And if tomorrow never comes, your name will still be the last I’ll whisper,
BINABASA MO ANG
100 Days Before I Die
Romance"100 days before I die. I made a bucket list for everything I want to experience in my remaining days. It wasn't only a bucket list but it became a lifeline - how I could squeeze out every minute of happiness of my already determined number of days...
