My last 10 Days ✔

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 My last 10 Days

by frozengel

WHAT IF??

What if kinatatakutan ka ng lahat? What if iniiwasan ka ng kahit sino? What if sa isang iglap magbago ang lahat? What if from beauty, you’ll turn into a beast? What if from popular you’ll become nobody? And what if mangyari ‘to sa’yo? What will you do?

I’m Mathina Andrea Reyes. Everybody is calling me on my first name which is Mathina. I’m popular, rich, gorgeous, smart and talented. I have my parents but they are now working in an oil company. They’re giving me 10 thousands for my daily allowance. I have a best friend and her name is Therese. She’s the only one who knows me inside and out.

In my school, I have the power in manipulating people. And I can do everything, whenever and whatever, I want.

Somebody says that I’m a monster. But hey! Do I look like a monster? Look at me; I have a perfect vital statistics. I have a very smooth and flawless skin. And of course I have a gorgeous beauty. How can you say that I’m a monster? Huh?? Huh?? Huh??

Anyways, like what I have said, I’m popular. I’m rich in material but poor in attention. Sad right? My parents don’t spend time for me. For them, I’m nothing. That’s why I’m acting weird. I want attention. I want somebody will notice me. I want to have many friends. I want to live like a normal teenager.

I want to spend my last 10 days with my family. Before I die, I want to gain friends. So that, if ever I’ll be sending in heaven, I can tell them that I’m happy in my life when I was still alive.

Yep, I know what you’re thinking. I’m dying. My doctor said that I only have 10 days to stay alive. Sad to say, I have a cancer.

In my first day, I told myself that I will ask for forgiveness to those people I’ve hurt before. And I’m successful with that. I called each one of them and personally said my sorry. They became my friends. But they don’t know about my condition.

On my second day, I decided to eat street foods. I want to know why most of people are enjoying eating kwek-kwek, fish ball, kikyam and etc. and when I’d tasted it, it tastes so good. It is very cheap but it’s delicious. Now, I know why those people are looking very happy when they’re eating street foods.

On the third day, I want to sing like there’s no other time. I want to express all of my feelings through singing. I want to shout. I want to experience the feeling of being wild, that I look like a stupid but I don’t care. All I want is to enjoy.

On my fourth day, I want to be with my most hated person which is Alora. She’s a nerd. I hate her fashions. She’s wearing palda, blouse, eyeglasses and braces. When I asked her to go out with me, at first she refused but I never give up. I asked her again, and this time she agreed. We went in an ice cream parlor. I treated her. We ate our favorite flavors. And before we go to our separate ways, we took a lot of pictures. And I realized that I enjoyed being with her even if we have opposite status in life.

On my fifth day, I asked my best friend if it’s okay with her if I’m going to sleep over in their house. I want to sleep beside her. I want to enjoy the night talking with her. I want to create memories with her before I die. So we did.