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                                           THE BONDAGE BREAKER

                                                 by: Jeffrey Vasquez

INTRODUCTION: The bondage breaker is my original work, Is to help you to know the truth behind the story, All you read is TRUE STORY.. I see many people from long ago how they live how they face sorrow an trials an how they win over them.. I hope you found interesting in your life after you read this story I prepare..I' select some of my story of my life an experience, and this is THE AUTHOR DIARY.

                         I THE AUTHOR, AND THIS IS MY STORY!!

                                        THE AUTHOR'S DIARY

                                                  ( title )

CHAPTER 1 : THE INNOCENT CHILD 

                    Note before you read:  There is no year and time recorded in child diary, For a child a diary is just like a small notebook that we can share our feeling someone or no want to listen to our story because adult say we just a small child, sometimes they don't give time to listen what we observe what we feel in our environment we live, Because of this many our question will not answer, the question that; Why is this world we living  is telling us not to lie but he it's self is lying and deny the truth, We know this even we are a children because in our age we are the observer. WE born and we are new people in this world we observe to learn. I hope some our adult and parent  who read this will understand that they must spend time to there children, Because in this world we are THE INNOCENT CHILD.

THE INNOCENT CHILD = ON THE DIARY ( ON CHILD EYES )

               I born in urban area, A place were people try to survive and searching for the meaning of life and why we here in this world. Our house made of craft of wood and carton, we have 5 plates 4 plastic cup, 4 spoon. some them trow by other people, We eat urban food, Our bed is our floor, I know the routine of life and its in circle, We born, we become teenager, we grown up and we married and soon we old them we die. Its in circle of life. When I' become a 5 years old, my eyes started to look around, every things I see in my vision questioning the things interring in my mind, why that people cry, why that person smile, why that people hurting that person, why they together an ambush other people and take his nickles ( i don't know? because of poor living? but still wrong i know). other people talk life's other people an make more story to them. I know some children bad and good. I saw my friend crying because he want to eat but no food. I saw many people live how they live. some of them victim of urban living a hard living only think how to get food to live. In our area their also some riches people. But I know no help from them, or to other will come some of this riches people is so busy, they eyes in mind was program to gain more an more money sometime we are they victim,  they demolish our home they not think were we be, we have no place to go, the only think is money they build  to gain more money even their riches can support the 100 generation in their part. Helping people like us is no place their mind, We know its not our land but give us time to find place. but no they in the hurry we need more money so go! its your problem that they said. I know not all people like them, We are in the urban we are like a spirit they not see us, our tear's our burden. We never choice this but we born like this an this a challenge and we must stand find to survive in the right way. that what in my mind a young kid like me in that time.We travel place to place because we own nothing we have no land to build a house. Time been past, my father got a job, he become salesman in gas station. but no particular salary just percentages. Example: He sale one gas just 300 pesos he have 10 pesos. An that time we rent a very small house in just 1,500 pesos a month. The salary of my father is enough for 3 of us and other expenses. Time is passing four season changing now I meet some friends. my age is 7.. That time I starting play chess one of  my favorite sport until now...  I also starting to see school in elementary from grade 1, I see something not all is academic but also friendship and crushes... In school I learn many things not all in academic, also how to build relationship to other to make friend. But I found 3 kinds of people in school... One is to like you to be his or her friend other making you a target to bully and another people is make you laugh. The 50% of a mind of a child on school is to play 30% learning, 20% for exposure to gain attention and to make friend. I'M INNOCENT CHILD have many wonder in the world I living every day question always new. I found something in school teacher teach us to be wise but something they don't aware! Because in secrectly they build a corrupted mind, now I know how why there is corrupt people because it also begun also in school because other teacher unaware... Went teacher give us a test many my classmate making cheat... Some other asking to other student in grade two about the exam or taking a copy of a test paper and xerox them give to other and review only the answer. Other stealing original copy of a test paper, went test come they take the test paper with no answer and replace them with a answered test paper. Other hide them in thier shirt or under thier shoes.  Other make a very small notes of answer... Build to be corrupted only things in their mind is the easy way or to gain in easy, even is wrong.  In school thier is two kinds of children to be raise in school one is stand in honestly and truth trusting his or her skill and share. Other   build in corruption in wrong believe in living making in easy way even it's wrong even to hurting other people. In the time thier grown up the children raise in school will be in great battle to one another not corrupted vs corrupted. They call us children of the future umh!! Which one?  In my grade school I am Join in many activity like sport and also drafting, drawing lettering, singing. But in middle class living like us, it's hard to continue our study  but we try not to think any thing specially worries.  Many in the urban people cannot continue thier study because lock of financial many in urban area have great experience in many thing's in life hard area of life that give us knowledge and strength to live. Being in school is a great dream of urban child like me but not all are luckyto be in school, there is NGO or non goverment organization helping the urban poor children to be in school by finding a poster parent in other country like America.  toTime had been so very past its summer time.                                                                                   

CHAPTER 2: THE INNOCENT CHILD  = ON THE DIARY ( THE UNKNOWN ) 

           In the month of summer but is so cloudy day, That day is different, Time recorded 3:00 pm. I walk that day, and I stop in the pront of a vacant house. There is man i dont know, said to me, dont be so near at that house.. My mind asking why with concious, and I look on that house in the  pront on me. Then I looking back again in the man who talk to me to ask, why? But he is gone!! In my mind, he so very fast his gone where he is the man who talk to me?? In a few second of  thinking, I return my eyes in the small house in  pront of me. And I walk so slowly while  I looking in the door but its seem,s its lock because there is a chain and a padlock with it. But i saw the door is slightly open, I saw something inside looking at me. I carefully walk so slowly to know and look who is that?? But I saw something I dont know. In my age and hard to think what was that, A person is stering at me, and  he look like have no skin the color of his intired body is red like a dry blood covering his body, I look his face but i saw 4 horn in his head.. and standing. And his eyes still stering at me, while I looking on that creature I dont know, I hear a voice saying its a demon a falling angel, and a man hug me and he take me away and  I cry because I dont know her. In he looking at me saying thats nothing is just bad spirit he said. An that moment I hear a voice calling my name, and I see my friend a small kid like me and his uncle. Why are you crying they said, but no reply from meand  I stop crying, And they thick I am just lost my way thats why i crying. But i just a small kid easy to forget what happen because I have no idea in falling angel and demon. I only her there is GOD creator thats all, but I want to know many things,  that happen in that year  time 3:00pm afternoon. Now I understand long ago in that house. There is a group and a family live thier, and they are a member of accultism.  They practicing demonic activity.. But they living the house after the dead of one member of the  family.. And four season been past the place become junk shop. ( And the time is changing because now many year been passing by... Years 2007 that so many years from that time, I return again in that place I so the big deference! thier is no house only big warehouse stand on that place.. now I back in quezon city to write what happen on that day its recorded on my memory, and I writhed in my notebook my diary.)

CHAPTER 3: THE INNOCENT CHILD = ON THE DIARY ( THE JOURNEY )

             The Journey begin in my age of seven. It's  started:

TO BE CONTINUE :

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