(ONE SHOT) My Little Witch.

My Little Witch.

She doesn't know me. She dont want to know me either. She is a silent type. While me is a friendly- No. I'm not friendly. I am the fame. I am the bully. And she is my target. My little witch.

Dear, Little Witch.

I know its to gay to have a letter for you. But i cant help my self not to right what i've feel when you is around me. My heart is thumping and jumping. Well iyan ang naramdaman ko seven years ago. (Twentytwo na ako ngayon. At ikaw hindi ko alam kung ilang taon kana.) Hindi ko alam kung bakit, but in my young age i think maybe because you are the next target of the king of the bullies. Yeah. I'm the king of the bullies. And you're a wierd for me.

You were just a transfer student. A silent type. You dont have a friend or maybe you dont like to make a couple of friends or just a friend. And all of the girls is afraid to be near at you. They afraid at your presence but for me. You were just a weirdo girl who having a big black hat.

"Hey, you weirdo witch!"

Tinawag kitang wierd. Dahil wierd ka naman talaga. You're not a nerd. Mahilig ka sa itim at pula. Yung mata mo itim na itim at bilogan na may paka-chinita. Well i find you cute because of your attractive dolly eyes and poingting nose. But you is so wierd! You're always wearing a black hat a big black hat with a net. Para kang si tessa prieto ng celebrity duet. Ang kaso nga lang ang kanya makulay ang sayo iisa ang kulay. Kung hindi pula kadalasan ay itim.

You look at me slowly. Head first and the next is your body. It's creepy you know? You're eyes wasn't have an emotion. You have a empty eyes. Emotionless. I feel a goosebumps. You turn youre back to me and you started again walking away. You dont even smile at me! You just look at me with your cute and emotionless eyes! And i hate that! For the first time someone didn't smile at me with a blushing face! Oh! Its really sucks!

But well why i'm acting like a crazy obsessed at a simple atention or in just a fucking smile of yours! I'm Exevier Parco. The better of all of the better! And i am the worst of all the worst.

One time. I saw you at the garden eating alone and lonely. I go near you. At sinimulan ko na ang oplan pa-imikin ang manikang itim. Lumapit ako sayo dala ang bola ng basketball. Hindi muna ako aatend sa practice game. Mas gusto ko kasi madinig ang boses mo. Kung mayroon man.

"Hey, girl. Your so beautiful."

You didn't look at me. You didn't mind me. Parang hangin lang ba ang presensya ko sayo. Binato ko sayo yung bola ng basketball. At sapul ka sa ulo.

"Oops! Sorry, nadulas sa kamay ko."

Painosente ko'ng sabi. Liningon mo ako. Hindi galit  parang wala lang sayo ang nangyari. Tinignan mo ang bolang tumatalbog talbog ng paunti unti sa ilalim ng lamesa. Are you naive?

Lumapit ka roon at kinuha mo ito. Patay! Mukhang ibabalibag mo din ito sa akin. Handa na sana ako sa tama ng bola sa ulo ko at pumikit ako. Pero hindi ko ito naramdaman. Sa halip ay naramdaman ko ang presensya mo sa harapan ko. I gulp many times.

Nakaharap sa akin ang bola na hawak hawak mo. Nakatingin ka ng deretso sa mata ko. And i cant believe it! You.. You! Ibinaling mo ang ulo mo sa bola at mas iniharap pa sa akin ito. Kinuha ko sayo ito. Pero bakit wala ka paring imik? Pipi kaba?

"By the way, because you called me a wierdo witch and you throw this ball at my head..."

Huminto ka sandali sa pagsasalita. Natulala ako. Mahinhin at maganda ang iyong tinig! Nakakamangha. Sana ako nalang ang makadinig ng tinig mo.

"I've decided to put a curse on the next person who touch that ball, and that unlucky person is, oh it's you. Oh dear. Then Goodluck."