It's You From The Start (SCYSF Book 2)

Going through all the pain was not easy. It was the moving on stage of a person. Time heals all wounds, they say. Yes, it heals but it leaves some scars. Just like, saying sorry is far different from asking for forgiveness. Just like, forgiving is easy but forgetting is not.

No one can understand what life really means. It has all the impossibilities possibly done. It was our once in a lifetime chance to experience being on the earth. It was ours to rule.

Never forget the past for it will reflect in the future. That doesn't mean we have to live our life in the past. That's where present takes over. Our past life was just an experience for us. A lesson to be learned in the present and in the future. They told us, we are what we are now because of our circumstances or experiences in the past. But you know what's true? It's our decisions in the past who makes us now.

What if we did the other way around? What if we took the wrong move? What if we answered no instead of a yes? What if we accepted unorthodox persons? What if we decided to leave and not to stay?

Can we go back to the past? Can we change the decisions we made? Can we love the ones who loved us? Can our loved ones do the same for us? Can they also sacrifice for us?

Why are we craving for the past? Why not we thank the ones who did not left us? The ones who stayed beside us. The ones who were there even in our darkest. The ones who were genuine.

"Sir, what's the title of that essay?" A girl with a curled-hair asked.

He looked at me but I just shrugged. "I'm sorry but it was untitled," He said.

"Did you write that?" Another one asked.

He chuckled. "No... it was my girl's work,"

"Ayieeeee!" The class shouted in unison.

I laughed. I entered the room with their eyes all on me. "Hey, class! Stop that! It was 12:15 PM already, and you're about to go home now."

"Yeah. Class dismissed!" He exclaimed.

Nagligpit na ng kanya kanyang gamit ang mga grade 12 students. Bawat estudyanteng daraanan ako sa pintuan ay babatiin ako. Sinusuklian ko na lang sila ng ngiti.

"Mabuti talaga hindi nagrereklamo ang mga estudyante mo na palagi kang nag-oovertime!" Ngumisi ako.

Nilapitan niya ako at agad na inakbayan. Ang isang kamay ay hawak ang mga libro na gamit niya sa pagtuturo. Engineering ang tinapos niya pero mas pinili niya ang pagtuturo ng Literature sa kanyang Alma Mater.

"They're enjoying," Humalakhak ulit siya.

"Hi, Sir Thomas!" Isang grupo ng mga babae ang bumati sa kasama ko.

"Hi. Go home early, students." He smiled.

"Sus! Go home early pero nag-oovertime ka?" Ako naman ang tumawa.

"Yeah. Yeah. Stop it! Hindi ko lang talaga namamalayan ang oras,"

Dumiretso kami sa faculty room pero siya lang ang pumasok. 2 shifts ang pasok dito sa academy. I told Jaypee to pick the morning class. Gate pa lang, makikita mo ng environment friendly ang academy na ito. Aakalain mo pa ngang resort 'to at hindi school sa unang tingin. May fountain na pinapalibutan ng iba't ibang bulaklak sa circular garden.

"Kate, let's go?" Napatalon ako sa paglabas ni Jaypee.

Ngumiti na lang ako at sumabay sa kanya. Binuksan niya ang front seat para sakin at umikot papuntang driver's seat. Ihahatid muna niya ako sa bahay para makapagbihis. Siya naman ay uuwi din para makapag ayos na din.