I'm Dreaming for a Fairy Tale

Fairy Tale 3

May nagbabadyang luha sa gilid ng aking mata hahang nakahawak sa knob ng pintuan ng aking terrace. Dahan-dahan ko itong binuksan at tuluyan na nga'ng bumagsak ang mga luha na kanina pa gustong dumausdos pababa.

"Salamat, Ma," halos pabulong lang ang pagkakasabi ko no'n. Nakumpirma kong narinig iyon ni Mama nang maramdaman ko ang yakap niya mula sa aking likuran.

"Kahit ano para sa'yo. Malakas ka sa'kin, e," she teased.

Ang teresa ng aming bahay ay nakaharap sa sentro ng syudad, malinaw na mapagmamasdan ang ganda na hindi ko makita mula sa bintana kong nasa likurang parte ng bahay kung saan mayroon lamang mangilan-ilang kabahayan.

After I was saved from the kidnappers, mom and dad did everything to protect me, and that includes hiding me, keeping me inside the walls of this house.

I used to enjoy here the twilight beauty, stargazing after dinner, and running to catch the sunrise every morning. But when I was taken away by men who were able to escape after I was rescued by my parents and the police, they closed the door of this place and told me to stay in my room where I won't be exposed to people's eye.

Napahawak ako sa barandilya ng teresa. "This is beautiful."

"It is, indeed." Hinalikan ako ni mama sa noo. "Iiwan na kita. Enjoy the view, Ylona. Inaantok na ako."

Nginitian ko siya. "Sure, Mama. Thank you dahil tinanggal n'yo na ang lock niya. I've been wanting so bad to watch the city outside."

"Anything for you, my princess. Basta huwag masyadong magpa-gabi sa teresa, okay? Baka may makakita na naman sa'yo riyan. Ang ganda-ganda mo pa naman."

Hindi ko napigilang mapahagikhik. "Si Mama talaga. O sige na po. Alam kong maaga pa ang pasok n'yo bukas. Good night, Ma."

"Good night."

Pinanood ko si mama hanggang sa makalabas siya ng kuwarto. Pagkatapos no'n ay dali-dali kong binuhat ang study table ko at inilagay sa teresa. Isinunod ko naman ang dalawa nitong upuan at ang lalagyan ko ng mga ballpen. Nang makuha ko ang extension ay isinaksak ko ang lampshade na nasa ibabaw ng lamesa, bago ako tuluyang umupo at gumawa ng mga takdang-aralin. Kahit hindi ako required na gumawa ay gusto ko pa ring maging makatotohanan ang pananatili ko sa Emerson. As a student, I need to do this.

Nang matapos ko ang lahat ng ito ay tumayo na ako at lumapit sa barandilya. Napapikit ako nang marahang humampas sa akin ang pang-gabing ihip ng hangin.

I looked around. I love watching how the city shines so lovely. It is alive and busy. I love the view of the billboards, the buildings, the sound of the trains as well as the crowded railroads.

This terrace is my favorite spot every night. I love watching the place with a coffee in my hand as I dream about the things that I've never seen in reality. It was really my usual routine until the day I was kidnapped. It hurt to see its open door shuts in front of me.

I was banned to go outside the gates of this house without my parents. I took the rest of my school years inside my personal study room. I wasn't able to experience everything that the other teen-agers are doing: shopping, watching cinemas, attending concerts, parties, sleep overs, and even going to amusement parks which I'm really fond of.

Tuwing weekends, dito lang ako sa bahay. Instagramming, nanonood ng TV, kumakain, nagfa-fashion show mag-isa, at makikipag-chikahan sa mga kasambahay.

Busy kasi si papa sa business namin sa sentro. May puwesto kami sa isang building doon. My father is holding a hardware enterprise. And my mom, on the other hand, is a restaurant manager. Paminsan-minsan lang sila naglalaan ng time for family outing, pero naiintindihan ko naman sila. After all, may oras pa rin naman sila sa akin.