Nagising ako sa malaking kwarto na sobrang dilim, at maraming kalat-kalat na mga gamit. Looking at it now, it looks like it's gone through a disaster. Nakatali ang aking katawan sa upuan na aking inuupuan, ang aking mga kamay ay nasa aking likod, ang aking bibig ay natatakpan ng mahigpit na pagkakatali ng panyo. Ramdam ko ang pananakit ng aking buong katawan, ang gutom, at ang aking mga sugat.
I really don't know why I am here or who brought me here. Is this my end? I hope not. I don't really wanna die in this kind of situation.
I tried to shout for help. But it was nonsense. No one could hear me from here. I'm helpless. And as soon as I realized that I was going to die here, I started to cry. I cried in silence. Everything about my situation was slowly sinking in, but still, I couldn't remember the exact details why the hell I was here.
Is this a kidnap for ransom?
I never talked to God since I couldn't even remember. But so helplessly, I closed my eyes and talked to him. I don't even know if I deserve to do it, and if it can do anything, but it's my last resort.
If you love me, then save me. They say there's a one miracle for every person. Please, give me this one. Save me from here. Let this be my miracle.
Natigil ako sa pag-iisip nang bumukas ang pinto ng kwarto. I was startled, and I immediately opened my eyes and looked at the doorway. My heart's beating so fast because I'm freakin' scared right now.
Of course, it's a man. Of course. And that is making me more scared. He's a tall guy, and has good shape that can easily make me to sleep forever in a snap.
He looked at me, right in the eye as he entered the room. His eyes are cold serious. He's definitely mad, but his looks give me shivers down to my whole body.
I got scared even more when he started to walk towards me. I started to feel my knees trembling.
My tears started to fall even more. I couldn't control things anymore. I felt so weak. So helpless. So scared.
"Please, no." Sabi ko habang umiiyak at may panyo sa aking bibig.
Paulit-ulit hanggang sa tuluyan na siyang makalapit sa akin.
He looked at me for a second.
"Please, no." I begged. "Please, pakawalan mo na ako."
He didn't say anything. He just leaned towards me. I thought he'd gonna do something bad to me, but I felt his hand removed the knot of the handkerchief at the back of my head.
I breathed properly for the first time.
"Please, pakawalan mo na ako. Wala akong ginawang masama." I said while crying as soon as the handkerchief was removed.
"Anong nagawa kong kasalanan sa 'yo? Hindi kita kilala. You must have been kidnapped the wrong girl. Please, let me go." I cried and cried.
I was panicking.
He let me talked and cried. Habang siya ay kinukuha niya ang mga gamit na nakakalat sa sahig. He gets the pillow from the floor, then put it on the bed. He gets the broken picture frames on the floor, then gently kicking the broken glasses and put them together at the corner.
I stared for a while, still feeling the rush on my mind and skin.
I was breathing so heavy. But it slowed down when I started to get confused.
He doesn't look like a bad guy or maybe he is because I am here, tied-up. But looking at him right now, he doesn't look like someone who would likely to kidnap someone. He looks expensive, a well-off. This is probably not about money. He looks someone who owns a company or someone who's a child of a well-known family. But if he is, I don't think he is from my city. I've never seen him before. I also noticed his wrist watch. He's wearing a goddamn million-worth watch. Why would he do something like this? This isn't about money. What the hell is this all about?
