The Identity Of The Sinful Miracle

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∽ m i r a c l e ' s  p e r s p e c t i v e ∽

I groan when I hear noises. No. It's a loud, irritating, and immeasurable long noises.

The noise continues playing. My ears! They need silence!

Ugh. So irritating. I pull one of my pillows and cover it to my whole head.

I am sleeping, for justice's sake! And I don't want to be bothered in the middle of my sleep! But heck no, the tune never stops.

I just grab my phone. Who's this caller?

"Who's this?" I lazily ask in annoyance.

"I love the tone of your voice, Miracle."

Otomatikong nagising ang diwa ko at napaupo sa boses ni Dad sa kabilang linya.

"D-Dad!" I say frantically. "Sorry. I didn't look to the caller, I just answered it."

"That's understandable, dear." He says and I can sense his grin on the other side. "I know you're still asleep at this hour."

"Ah, yeah." I tell him, lying again on the bed with body swayed sideways. "So what's up, Dad? Do you need something?"

"Nothing much, daughter." my father answers, "I just want to ask your condition right now."

"I'm fine, Dad. Just little adjustments lang siguro."

"That's good to hear," then I hear him grunt. Maybe, he stands up from his chair. "I'm hanging this call now, Hime. Your Mom's waiting for me, we have work."

"Sure, no problem."

"Always take care, lass."

I smile to myself, "Noted that."

"Don't do something stupid, Miracle." he tells me with a hint of warning to his voice.

I let out a soft laugh, "I can't assure that, father."

He sighs, "Well, have your way. Just have fun."

"Okay, Dad." I reply and then the line is now cut.

I positioned myself in a nice comfy set up, lying on my back. I sigh and stare to the ceiling.

I'm thinking about the things I've been through in this world of bloodshed.

My Mom and Dad rules a secret organization—which is the White Nation. White Nation is one of the biggest and most respective Mafia groups world wide.

Kaya, huwag na kayong magataka kung bakit ako napunta dito.

I know it's dangerous. And sometimes, it can lead you to your own death. But I love death games.

I smirk. It is my life. It is a matter of life and death.

It's Sunday today and I still have one whole day to be 'me'. Well, I can do what I want only for today.

I decide to go out all by myself, para naman maging familiar ako sa Pilipinas.

Tumayo na ako at nagluto ng breakfast. After I eat, naligo na ako. I wear a black long-sleeved crop top with a highwaisted fishnet tights not to look that flirty.  Along the top, I matched it with a black skater skirt and under-knee-cut high-heeled boots for my footwear. I let my hair falls with its full-length. Then I grab my bag and am now ready to go.