HIS..
AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
I stopped the car and hit the steering wheel as hard as I can, non-stop. I'm hurting, I'm hurt. The pain that I thought was gone is haunting me again and I want it to stop. I'm doing my best to make it stop but I can't.
Sobrang sakit, hindi ko kaya. Maling mali yung nagging desisyon ko. Bumalik lang lahat ng sakit. Napahagulgol na lang ako ng malakas, not minding all the other cars beeping. I placed my head on top of the steering wheel and just cried. Doon naman ako magaling eh, ang umiyak at takbuhan ang nakaraan.
Umayos din ako ng upo after a while. I can see someone walking towards the way of my car but I can't move.
Suddenly, everything became quiet. Like silence, but not really silent. Everything became still. All I can hear is the sound of my heart in my head. Then pitch black. Wala akong makita or maramdaman.
Not again.
I thought before getting sucked into complete darkness.
"Help."
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BANG!
One shot. The shot that changed my whole life. An accident that left me scarred for ages.
"You...You did this. YOU DID THIS!!!"
He said pointing at me and looking at her lifeless body on the floor. He ran towards her and wept his heart out. People started coming from all directions of the hall where we are right now. Shocked faces all looked at me as I was holding the weapon that killed her.
I killed her?
Did I kill her?
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"What happened to him? I saw his car, walang damage. Ano bang nangyari?"
"His vitals are stable. No head injury or damages. The initial finding's that he collapsed due to stress and emotional stress. It was possibly good that he stopped his car in the middle of the road kesa i-drive yun ng mabilis which could cause more damage. We'll have to wait for him to wake up and respond. "
Tumahimik ulit yung place. I wanted to open my eyes but ayaw makipag-cooperate ng mata ko.
After ilang minutes may narinig akong parang mga nagtatakbuhan tapos parang binalibag yung pinto.
"ALY!"
She shouted tapos naramdaman ko na lang na may nakayakap na sa'kin. The side of my neck's starting to get wet from her crying.
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For years I've always been the favorite of my grandparents. They loved having me around, playing inside their house. They even say that they're always proud of me. I am always in their house since I'm the youngest child and because I was not yet allowed to travel with my family. Bringing colors of happiness to their simple happy life.
"Come here, boy."
My grandfather called out, motioning me to go near him. He's holding his favorite tools, his paintbrush and clean canvass. I ran towards him excited for the new image we're gonna make.
Ako: Appa what are we gonna do po?
I asked my Appa.
Appa: Let your hands do the work, iho.
He said with his calm and collected voice. He's smiling down at me while preparing the materials we're gonna use.
We painted an abstract picture using his oil based paint colors. Every stroke that I make, he's explaining different painting styles to me. He even influenced me to fancy my hero, Leonardo da Vinci.
