Nobody knew why he jumped.
Whether is it by mistake or on purpose-- nobody knew why the most perfect boy in the school chose the day that his mother considered to be the Lord's day as the day to commit a sin. His mother, despite her constant belief that her son committed the worst sin that there was, cried for days upon days, questioning the same thing the whole town was thinking: Why did Chresanto take his life that day? And why did nobody know why he did it?
It wasn't like Chresanto was depressed. A teen, with the potential to be something great & a scholarship to one of the best schools ever made wasn't depressed. Chresanto was the star footballer, the boy that everyone loved no matter his sexuality or his decisions. The boy that everyone wanted to follow just because he knew exactly what to say to win them over.
He would run for president, volunteer for charities, soup centres and yet, still have time to go home and help his little brother with his homework, kiss his mother goodnight and go all of his homework. Chresanto never slipped up. It was as if he didn't know how to slip up. His life was a series of wonderful events and from the day he was born, his whole family saw him as a wonderful masterpiece.
Something they could sculpt into a money winning art piece with just a couple words and materials. Chresanto wasn't the one to rebel against his parents and whatever they told him to do. He would spend his Sundays stuck in church, praising a God he didn't even know existed just to please his mother once her husband left her with her two children.
She was blinded-- thought that the Lord got her through the tough times when it was Chresanto who slaved over his education and his job to get them even a step closer to happiness.
Sometimes, I think he chose that Sunday to send her a mental fuck you.
Whenever I see her, it brings great joy to my eyes. That her only son, the one that she forced to be perfect, wanted to escape from her so bad that he killed himself on the day that he was meant to go away to college. It brought me great joy to see the woman finally changing, caring about her son rather than worshipping a man that she didn't even believe in 5 years ago.
Yes, she was a hypocrite. But, I'm not lying when I said that wasn't the reason.
Chresanto hated that woman's demands; but he loved his mother. He worshipped her and to end his life because of his selfish desires would surely kill him before it killed her. Literally.
So that leaves one question: Why did he jump?
