[C] My Teacher And Me: The Compilation of The Short Stories

My Teacher And Me: The Times We've Shared

Acknowledgement: 

Salamat po sa nagbasa ng dalawang stories ko. Soooory po kung na-delete ko. Dito ko na yon i-kinompile para isahang istorya na lang ang gagawin ko. Enjoy and please vote! =)

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It was almost years when she died. I moved on already, but I can't remove it from my cool brain. She damned me, like it was a jaw-dropping momentum. I always seek by her tomb, watches her, chats with her, everything that I can do. You know, she's my forever bestfriend, till the day I die.

Friendship, I don't know what it is like. The way that a friend loves you, hates you and helps you in everything. That's it. She showed ALL of it to me, exactly. Gee, I love to remember it. She died in 2007, after a 2-year battle with insomnia and pneumonia. She gave me all her very best to comfort me, shelter me, inherit me as her mother, and love me as long as she can. That's what friends are for. She always do that to me, even if she was dead already for years. It's like she didn't die.

I already have my own family. Yeah, it was pretty hard for me to have a big family like this. A husband, me, and my four kids. Shame reigned on my conscience when I first bore my baby Marisse. It felt like oh God, I was almost dying. And now I'm curious.

Question #1:

Why did I accept this kind of shit to me?

Maybe it was a part of my f**kng life. I don't know, but it is a part of my life. Maybe I was too old or too young to have a family, or I didn't just remember that. Or maybe I was a old teenage girl. But let's find it out.

Question #2:

I was a teenage girl?

NO! I really wasn't. I have a child already. It's damn obvious. I already have menopause. I was 47 years old.

Question #3:

Do I really have a child?

It's not definitely obvious. Where does this shit go?? DAMN. I DON'T LIKE THIS KIND OF SHIT.

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After a few days, I returned to the school where Ms. Olsen and I are working. I knew that she died, but her younger sister Norah works here, and I also work here too. I definitely love this place. DEFINITELY. This is the place where Ma'am Meryl and I became close friends with each other. 

I chose to go back because she's my one and only friend.

Can we still be friends even if she died and I was still living on earth??

Damn, I HOPE I WOULD DIE ANYTIME.

I don't know what it feels like to die. Maybe I would have cancer, depression, or an accident like her elder sister Sherry died of. Or commit some suicide. Dude, I didn't mean it, BUT I REALLY LIKED TO DIE.

What does it mean to die??

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Chapter 5, next!!

Note:

Iibahin ko po ang routine.. Ilalagay ko po ang fictional stories ng mga teacher natin. At least, ma-fefeature ang pangalan nila sa istorya ko, at syempre i-aacknowledge sila. ALANGAN NAMANG HINDI, NOH?! ANO YON??