It was the same as any other day yet it was not.
I watch as things unfold before my eyes as I wait for the soul of a child. The accident that will take her life, her sixteen years worth of life.
I watch how she cross the road as the stoplight turns red, I watch as her mother who carries her brother scream her name.
I watch how the speeding car met the frail body of the child, throwing her away as far as how gravity allows her body to go, her body twisted at an awkward angle, a pool of red forming beneath her, life fading away from her eyes as she draw her last breaths.
I wait as her soul leaves her body.
And then I approach her. "Come, child. Come, Aria." Calling her to me.
BINABASA MO ANG
Afterlife
General FictionI've seen many things, watched them unfold, and their results. I've seen history made by mankind. History coated in blood. I've seen many deaths. Young, old, peaceful, gruesome, all kinds of death. I've seen all pain they've been through before taki...
