WP New Stories' One-Shot Story Contest

Entry 25: Be My Melody

~'Cause lighting don't strike the same place twice

When you and I said goodbye I felt the angels cry

True love's a gift but we let it drift in a storm

Every night I feel the angels cry

C'mon babe, can't our love be revived

Bring it back and we gon' make it right

I'm on the edge, just tryin' to survive

As the angels cry

Lighting don't strike the same place twice

When you and I said goodbye I felt the angels cry

True love's a gift, we let it slip in a storm

Every night I feel the angels cry, the angels cry~

Kanya-kanyang congratulations ang natanggap ko and of course I said my thank you and we headed home. By the way, I am Rosette Aria Kyne, 16 and an aspiring singer. I do mini-concerts around town and touring during summer since I still have classes to attend to.

“Honey, I’ll put the phone on speakers. It’s Lianne.”

“Okay. Thanks mom.” Lianne is the name of my manager. She’s very kind and understanding, she’s like my older sister.

“Aria, I’m very sorry to disturb you. I know you’re tired so I’ll get to the point. May nagrequest kasi na orphanage for a last minute concert. I already said no kasi alam kong pagod ka na pero, they still insisted even just one song .Sis, just tell me kung ayaw mo. Alam kong super pagod ka na.”

“Ate Lia, It’s alright. Kaya ko pa ng isa.”

“Honey are you sure? You already had 3 concerts within 6 hours. And you started after you got home from school. Kaya mo pa ba?” Nag-aalalang tanong ni mom.

“I know. But I also think na they must have a very important reason for insisting like this. Thanks for worrying about me, but I’m really fine. I can do one more.” I gave them my most reassuring smile kahit hindi nakikita ni ate Lia.

And I was right. May sakit ang isang bata sa orphanage. It’s critical at ang huling wish niya ay ang marinig ng personal ang kanta ko.

“Hey beautiful, do you have a song request na gusto mong kantahin ko?” Tanong ko sa batang babae na nakahiga sa kama na sobrang putla.

“B-before, m-my mama used to sing to me before I sleep. She w-would always sing, that’s all I want from you. C-could you please s-sing it for me, miss Aria?” She said in a very small and raspy voice. And you could also tell that it’s hard for her to speak.

This is the very reason why I sing. I want people to be at peace when their hearts and minds are all in shambles. When they lost there way. I want them to hear the calm rhythm of the music.

“I’d be honored. “ I gave her my sweetest smile as I held her hand.

~”A little love that slowly grows and grows not one that comes and goes

That's all I want from you

A sunny day with hopes up to the sky a kiss and no goodbye

That's all I want from you

Don't let me down oh show me that you care

Remember when you give you also get your share

Don't let me down I have no time to wait

Tomorrow might not come when the dream is dreamed too late

A little love that slowly grows and grows not one that comes and goes