Keila's POV
Yet another day to come.. to school being her.
What's the feeling not being you?
Is it annoying?
Is it hard?
Is it ... can you?
Well for me, that's my daily routine.
Wake up being me, do everything in my room being me.
Paglabas ng pinto, I will start being her.
Being someone I am not.
And what's worst?
I can't be me. I can't. And I won't.
"Aila? Gising na iha. Papasok ka pa."
Narinig ko ang pagtawag sakin mula sa pintuan ng kwarto ko. Nakahanda na ako at bababa na lang. Nahinto lang ako dahil sa mga iniisip ko.
"Andyan na ho!"
I said in a jolly voice. Jolly just like her.
Bumaba na ako at nakita ko naman na kumakain na si Dad at Mom. Napalingon sila sakin nang dumating ako sa hapag-kainan.
"Come Aila. Let's eat."
Sabi ni mommy. Umupo naman ako sa harap nya at kumain ng tahimik.
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Make You,You
Non-FictionSHE I was and will never be me. I will always be the girl they want me to be. I will always be my twin. HE Oh? Is that so?? Then why don't we make you,you? A nearly impossible thing to be done by a mere boy with hidden identity.
