The Revised Concept

Chapter 2: "The Legacy of the Past"

I may not be nothin' perfect.
But God knows that I've been trying so hard.
If you can't accept me you ain't worth it.
I'm flawed, I'm bent, and I'm proud of these scars.
Say whatcha want about me. I am who I am and I be who I be. I'm perfectly imperfect.

- Perfectly Imperfect by: Sarah Geronimo

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Zoey's POV

"It's okay Zoey. It's okay." I felt tears formed in my eyes and ready to stream.

"You have to be strong. You're gonna be fine. It's okay." I tried my best to calm my nerves.

When I was 7 years old, I am so vulnerable and coward, too afraid to mingle to the people around me. I still prefer to play inside our house with my lovely dolls and artificial make up kit.
Until one day, our teacher announced that we have a camping and it would take 3 days. Worse, that is mandatory order and WORST is, we are not allowed to be with our parents. We'll be going to stand our own and live life the way we see it. Well, apparently, I used to live my life with my mom, without her I would be a dying slash pathetic with the CAPS of LOSER.

Days moved pretty fast. I gathered all the courage lives inside me and asked permission to our teacher to let my mom be the one to drop me to the camping site. Fortunately she agreed.

When we were already in the site, I cried inside the car and begged for my mom to be with me even for a day.

"Hush baby. You can make it." But instead of getting better, I cried even more.

"It's okay Zoey. it's okay. You are strong beautiful lady. You'll be fine baby. It's okay." As she hugged me so dearly and caressed my hair.

"I believe in you. I believe in the inner growth reside in you. You can make it Zoey. Even if I am not with you physically, just always bear in mind that my presence will always live inside your heart. Carry on young lady." She said with a cheering smile.

"Y..yes..Mom...(sob)...I'll gonna be...(sob)...okay. I...I love...(sob)...you Mom...(sob)"

"That's my girl! So, you better hop mow! and make me proud!" Longing was the evidence that reflect on her eyes. But my mom is a strong woman. She raised me so hard just to provide my needs and send me to an exclusive school. My mom is a single-parent. When she was on the 6th month of pregnancy to me my Dad got a severe car accident and he lost his life. That was so terrible and probably the end of the world for my Mom. But she stayed strong and stand firmly to face the hurdles of life, especially when she gave birth on me. As she always saying, I am her strength, hope and life. And up to now, she keeps on living with that premise.

She wiped the tears flowing on my pinky cheeks. "Don't cry baby. So, this must be the fist time living without me huh? You made me proud! Keep going. So, better go now because I don't want my princess to come last." She gave me an aja expression and hugged me once again.

During our camp, I learned so many things that I didn't expect. I learned how to make a fire by using two dry woods, cooking using the traditional style, value my heritage, foremost I appreciate the beauty of life. I learned how to trust my classmates and gained some friends came with different schools.

Yes! Mom was right. I can make it!

"So guys! This gonna be our last day here in Fusion Stars Field. Any plans to make the night worth-remembering?" Matt said between the gap of his teeth.

"Why don't we just sleep early? We are so exhausted planting trees all day besides we need to pack up our things early tomorrow." Xian snapped back. Our nerdy type of classmate.

"So you think, I am so impressed with your sleep-early-like-a-three-year-old-child-concept Xian?" Matt replied in grimaced on the taste of Xian's suggestion.

"Why don't we play hide and seek? This pretty wood is so perfect to hide your balls guys!" Suddenly Margarette showed up. Our team leader.

"You are so cool Marge! That's why I love you!" Matt winked.

"I know right!" as she flipped her blonde hair and made a flirty pitch.

The moment the game started, everyone hid to their proper places.
The night was so enticing. It was full of stars that made you feel you are in a wonderland and the dim lit of the moon completes the magic. The air was so fresh and cold sending shivers and excitement.

I was running furiously, finding for my best secret place.
After 5 minutes, I found a small black tent.

Wait.
Oh no! I looked around.
The place was no longer familiar to me as I finally observed. Gigantic trees surround the place as if glaring at me. After a few seconds, There was unfamiliar sound of animal I suddenly heard.

I held my breath and composed myself to spill out.

"H...Hel...Hello! Is anybody out there?" I stammered.

Silence.

"He..Hello! " Nobody answered except my echoed voice that bounced back on the blow of the cold wind.

Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

5 Minutes Later.

"Okay Zoey. You're completely lost now, which way did I enter again?" As I stared on the three wide roads in front of me.

"It's Okay Zoey. It's Okay. Just keep on walking and you'll find the way out." I choose the straight path and walked.

But it seems that, straight path was not for me. One hour had passed and I am still in the middle of the dark and full of secret place. Trapped. Terrified. I can't help but to cry this time. I sat on a big stone that was under the tree.

"Mommy!...(sob)...Mom...I need...(sob)....you. Oh God...(sob)...please help...(sob)....me."

Out of the blue, I heard the annoying sounds of the wild grass, piercing with one another. I panicked. I trembled. I want to scream, but no words want to come out.

I remembered a certain movie, "The Wrong Turn" when people had no choice, but to hide just to save their lives and when they catched by the merciless bastards they will instantly lost their precious lives.

What should I do now? The angelic face of my Mom suddenly hit my subconscious. Dear Lord, if this is the end of my life please do take care of my family. My mom, cousins, uncle, aunt, grandma, our economy, the society, nation and the world. Amen.

The sounds of the wild grass were getting louder and every second was killing the hell out of me. I am about to run and escape the horrible place, when someone held my hand. The moment he touched me everything went vague, black and I lost my consciousness.

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A/N:

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