Saddest Melody (Arts Series #1)

Melody One

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I Lost Myself by Munn

Nakatingin lang ako sa labas habang naka-earphones at nakikinig sa kantang 'I Lost Myself' by Munn. My eyes followed every house, every sign, and the lights that the bus that I'm riding passed by. My right foot taps along with the song, and I couldn't stop myself but hum quietly.

Tatlo lang kami dito sa loob ng bus. The driver, an older woman and me. Nakaupo ako sa pinakadulo at malapit sa bintana dahil dito lang ako pinakakomportable sa lahat ng upuan. It's only 3 in the morning and on my way to my new home.

Bagong bahay, bagong pamilya, bagong buhay.

I haven't met them personally pero sabi nila mabait daw ang pamilyang aampon sa akin. Hindi ko kasi sila naabutan noong bumisita sila sa orphanage dahil sinamahan ko si Ate Erica sa palengke.

Nakausap at nakita ko lang sila sa Skype. I don't know much of their background, but all I know is they only have two kids. One girl of my age and a little boy, I guess, is already 8 or 9 years old.

And oh, yes... I'm an orphan since I was ten years old. Pero hindi ako tulad ng iba na nilagay sa paanan ng pinto nung bata pa. O di kaya'y iniwan sa kung saan at hindi na binalikan, but I know many kids who experienced that, and I swear it's even more painful.

Mine?

I had a family.

My mother was a nurse, but she died because of a fire accident while my father, a teacher, died, and they said it was because of a heart attack while he was teaching sa lugar kung saan siya inassigned na magturo.

No relatives of mine came to the rescue. Ang tanging ginawa lang nila ay ibenta ang lupa namin at hinayaan akong mag palaboy-laboy. Ni hindi ako nakapunta sa burol ni papa dahil hindi nila ito sinabi sa akin.

I even tried asking them where he was buried, but I got no answer. Ang alam ko lang ay hindi sila magkatabi ni mama. Either they buried him with their family, or they just hate my mom... which I don't even know why.

Buti na lang ay nakita ako nila Sister Charlotte, the head of the orphanage, at si Ate Erica at dinala ako sa orphanage. Simula nun, 'dun na ako tumira kasama ang mga batang katulad ko at mga nag-aalaga sa amin.

Hindi naman naging problema sa akin ang pagtira sa bahay-ampunan. Nakakain naman kami ng tama, nakakapaglaro at nakakapag-aral. May mga voluntaries kasi na mga guro ang pumupunta sa bahay-ampunan para turuan kami. Minsan nga'y mula pa sa ibang bansa.

Growing up in an orphanage, I saw kids getting adopted while others... grew and eventually left.

I've been to different homes and families. Hindi lang ang pamilyang Torres ang sinubukan na amupunin ako. I guess I got adopted four times already, but they end up leaving me again or beating me. I had no choice but to run away.