27: Carnivals

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Ciara's Perspective


I texted Cynna to ask her when she'll come back here.



To: Cynna

When will you come back? Make sure you're fine there with Flynn.




I couldn't think anything bad about Flynn. As a mother of Cynna, I've known my daughter too well and all I can say is she's fragile. She's made up of broken hearts and broken promises. Have you ever felt that feeling? Cynna decided to hide in the darkness to cry and strive to endure the pain.

"Could Flynn help her change that way?" I asked myself, examining Flynn's attitude. Well, I think he is good in treating Cynna like a baby-delicate, fragile. So if her vulnerability is the only way to feel Flynn's love, who am I to stop them?

"Kilala ko si Flynn." I was shocked when I heard that familiar voice again. I looked around and saw the old woman, the owner of this house. Well, she's missing in action most of the times and she comes back in unpredictable way. "Mabait siya. At alam kong mapagmahal siya. Kaya kung ipagkakatiwala mo sakaniya ang iyong kaisa isahang anak, makakasigurado kang magiging masaya sila sa piling ng isa't isa." She adviced. I felt the relief and sighed.


"My daughter, Cynna... Was broken already by the one she loves the most. Her guy friend." I gave details about Cynna's friendship with Ronan and how they fell in love with each other. It happened like in the book I've been reading too because the story is cliché. "I didn't know why that guy decided to left Cynna alone in the darkness and choosing someone else to love then letting Cynna watch them happily like no other." It made me really mad and at the same time, sad... Because my daughter became worst.


"May dahilan naman kung bakit nangyayari sa kaniya ang mga ganyang bagay. Lahat naman ay may rason at nararamdaman kong mas may nakalaan pang mabuting lalaki para sa iyong anak." She said.

"Pasensya kana kung bigla biglaan akong dumadating. Yung tungkulin ko kasi, ngayon ko lang natapos. Ako kasi ang nag aalaga sa mga hayop duon sa farm."  Then I remembered the first time she told me that she was a slave and she's having some responsibilities to do. So that is why, okay.

"Yeah it's alright. No problem with it 'coz this treehouse is yours. Actually, I'm the one who should beg for your pardon because we decided to live here without your permission first." I said sadly, feeling sorry about her privacy. But she just smiled and thumbs up, telling it's fine.

"Sabi ko naman sayo noon na wala namang problema dun. O sige na, kakain lang ako. Gawin mo na ang iyong dapat gawin." Then I remembered I was writing a story about romance. I just love to write stories, it make me feel glad and overwhelmed despite of the problems in life.



It's amazing how quickly one can change your mood, how deep your heart can sink because of your feelings and how that one person could change your ruined life into a beautiful lifestyle... Just because of the four letter word, love.

I wrote those words and think of some ideas for their love story again. You know a writer should be really having a creative mind and interesting words.

Love Above A Thousand Curses (On Going Story)Tahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon