Morwittz High

Death #01: The Lost School

Hayden Calsey Salvia's POV:

If I could only have the power where I can read everyone thinks, I would love to have that. I'm still lost from myself, I could die thinking what would happen to me without my parents' guidance.

"Hi, Hadey baby! It's Mom and Dad, we're glad that you played this record to hear our message for you, darling. How's your first week at your grandad's home? Did you catch a cold when you first arrived there?"

I fixed my clothes inside my luggage as I listen to the cassette tape for the fifth time this week.

"You'll be in a new environment soon and we're already so proud of you. I hope you'll have a great time there."

"It's Dad, Hayden. We miss you, angel. Sorry dahil ilang buwan mo na kaming hindi nakakasama, we wish to see you again sooner."

Inayos ko ang nasa backpack ko at napabuntong-hininga nalang pagkatapos, I looked at the old cassette tape player that's on my empty study table.

"Remember, don't do anything naughty inside your new school. Think before you act, sweetheart. We love you. Bye, Hayden!"

And when the record ended, I just looked at it with no positive feelings at all.

Just like what my mother said, mag-isip muna bago gawin ang isang bagay. Our decisions has consequences too and which could result to either good or bad ending. Bago pa man ako makaalis sa kinalakihan kong bahay, 'yon lagi ang paalala nila saakin. Leaving my family was tough too... Well, can I say that I'm thinking they don't feel the same?

What else could I think whenever I feel left out sometimes from my own family,  they surely cared for me but you could never run away from your bad thoughts. Thoughts like them not really giving a crap, but they also love you so at the same confusing time, you'll end up telling everyone that you still love them despite that.

I sighed and looked outside the window in my room, it's windy.

Lumabas ako ng kwarto ko, I walked downstairs and exited the house and entered the porch where I see my Lolo standing near the wooden stairs and staring at the cloudy sky.

The song 'My Way' by Frank Sinatra was playing on the small speaker in the living room. The song echoed throughout the whole house as soon as I stepped out of my room.

I smiled a bit. He seems to enjoy this song so much.

Tinabihan ko si Lolo at tumingin rin sa langit and at the same time, my incomplete childhood entered my mind. My friends, my favorites toys, my treasured books, and my family.

As I grow up, It's normal for them to let me finally decide whatever I want. My family on the other hands has considerations about it. Of course, I'm slowly becoming an adult who makes their own decisions with some help sometimes.

I smiled. But there's one thing that I can't... And that's deciding which school should I attend.

My parents both agreed to send me in an old school, too old that I never heard about it. To be fair, it could be a not progressive school if you ask me that's why I labeled it as an old one.

I sighed as I remembered the name of the school.

Morwittz High.

It has a unique name, doesn't sounds like a friendly school to me either.

Base on my small knowledge that I've heard about that school, it can only be heard if someone you knew graduated there. Hindi ko manlang ito nakita sa mga listahan ng mga eskwelahan sa buong Europa.