I stood at the edge of my bed. Iniisip ang mga bagay-bagay. Kakamatay lamang ng aking pinakamamahal na kapatid. He was murdered. Nakita ko siya in this very bedroom. On this very covering, on this blanket and these very pillows.
It was a stormy night. Walang tigil ang ulan at malakas ang hangin. Ang aking mas matandang kapatid at si Mama ay nasa labas, bumili ng ulam para makain naming lahat. Hindi ko akalaing ganito ang mangyayari.
I could still make out his form at ang kaniyang itsura. His body was all covered up in blood. He was stabbed 15 times in the chest. I could hear his voice, moaning, groaning in pain. Ang malakas niyang sigaw ay talagang maririnig mo hanggang sa labas pero the nonstop rain muted his screams.
Pinagpira-piraso ang kaniyang katawan. Pinugutan ng ulo. Tinanggal ang parehong kamay at paa. Masuka-suka ako nang makita ko ang karumal dumal niyang katawan na nakasalampak sa higaan na parang isang sirang manika. Pinaglaruan at pinagtatanggal ang parte ng katawan.
His lifeless eyes from his severed head, boring straight right at me, na parang tinitingnan ang pinaka kaluluwa ko. It made me uncomfortable. Hindi ko alam kung ano bang gagawin ko. Parang mababaliw na ako noon. Iisa lang ang pumasok at gumagana sa isipan ko; bakit nangyari ito ? Paanong humantong sa ganito ?
Nakarinig ako ng mga yapak mula sa labas ng pinto. Mabibigat na yapak. Hindi lamang isa kundi marami. Malalakas at malalalim na sigaw ang maririnig, pero it all fell on deaf ears.
I looked once again at my brother. I felt a little tingling, just a pang of little guilt.
At that exact moment, the door was slammed open, at pumasok ang mga pulis at ako'y pinosasan.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Heart of a Madman (HORROR STORIES)
TerrorA compilation of horror stories that I wrote so myself.
