10:16 pm"Like magic" His voice echoed in my head as I was about to close my eyes and sleep. I know it's not her, it's different.
Magic, like you're magically free
Yes, it feels like freedom. Freedom to do what your heart wants to, show what you keeps on hinding, sings from the bottom of your heart, and laugh as if you are the only person in that place.
I don't know but, he has this light aura around him and I'm afraid that if I come to close to him I'll just found myself looking for that 'light' when he's gone, when he leaves. He is like an another version of Vien and that gives me thrills. Sucks, I don't want another person to ended up being like her
It's past twelve when my eyes give up as I let darkness conquers me. And woke up with the feeling on uneaseness but, at the same time a bit of tiredness. I woke up not too long after I slept, then decided to just close my eyes and let the cold air from the aircon gives me chills
I have an exam today. Tumayo na ako at sinimulan ng mag basa pero, bawat salita ay parang lumalabas pasok lang. Nagpatugtog lang ako dahil wala rin naman akong ginagawa nang masagi ng paa ko at madako ng mga mata ang parehabang karton sa ilalim ng study table ko
Agad kong kinuha ito.What is this box doing in my room? I don't remember anyone giving me anything. Is this what he keeps on nagging me earlier?
Ibinalik ko nalang iyon sa ilalim at binaling ang atensyon sa pagbabasaIt was five in the morning ng magising ako sa sa harap ng libro. Nakatulog na naman ako sa pagbabasa. Tumayo na ako at nag shower, pagtapos ay bumaba na ako para mag breakfast ng madatnang ko'ng nandon ang mga magulang ko. Umupo ako at pero hindi pa rin sila natinag sa kanilang mga ginagawa
"How's the company?" I asked trying to break the thick cold atmosphere. Like always, my dad would just clear his throat telling my mom to answer
You can really feel the uneasiness as if like we just met. Kung hindi mo lang alam na pamilya kami ay mapagkakamalan mo talaga kami'ng mga estranghero na sabay kumakain
"It's fine, darling" few seconds or may be a minute before my mom replied without looking at me. Right, I have to tell them
"M-mom...dad..." Is it really alright to say it?
"What is it honey?" My dad said while typing on his phone
"what if—" I cut off, ng biglang may tumawag kay dad and for sure it's from the company.
"Tell your mom honey, I need to answer this" tumayo siya at sinagot ang tawag habang naglalakad papunta sa sala
"What I was saying is that—" I looked at mom but she isn't even looking away from her computer. I just keep my mouth shut till I finishes my food. Right, I'm just their 'daighter' and I'm just nothing
You shouldn't even bother, Agape.
The voice inside my head said. There she goes again with her killer words slowly digging up in my body
I'll protect you, Agape. I would never let others hurt you
I could clearly remember her saying that three years ago in my room after that terrible incident, burried in sadness, crying.
She, has been with me everytime I'm alone, devastated. When did she come to ruin my life? Why? all I know is that she ruins everything, every fxcking time
May mga panahon na siya na lang nag nasusunod sa mga bagay bagay and I'm slowly losing control of myself. Hindi ko na sinabi ito kela Dad kasi ayoko ng dalihin na naman nila ako sa Psychologist ko at iwan lang doon. I don't really know If I should be thanking her kasi nagkakaroon ng oras ang mga magulang ko saakin or what
7:58 am
Umalis na ako sa bahay at nag drive papuntang school. Mas maaga akong nakarating kesa kahapon pero alam ko naman na late pa rin ako.
The subdivision where I live is just few blocks away from my school at few minutes of driving ay makakarating ka na. I just don't want to come school early.
I parked my car amd walk to my classroom. Wala pa ang teacher namin at naabutan ko naman na natutulog sa kanyang upuan ang isa sa mga kaklase ko samantalang ang iba ay abala sa pakikipag-usap
Few minutes our teacher began his lecture as he enter our room and all of my classmate's attention are in him well, except for that one person who's sleeping in his arm chair. He probably didn't even know that our professor is here
After that nag idlip muna ako saglit dahil na rin kulang ako sa tulog kagabi habang abala naman ang mga classmate ko sa pag re review. We have 20 minutes break and that is enough para kahit papaano ay mabawi ko ang tulog ko
Our next subject started pero walang teacher na pumasok sa room namin kaya naman ay maaga ang labasan namin. Dalawa ang klase namin sa umaga at ganon rin sa hapon.
Wala rin naman kaming klase mamayang hapon dahil may Symposium sa gym at alam ko naman na mababagot lang ako doon. I come home early, run to my room, and buries myself in my bed. I slowly closes my eyes not minding if I'm in my uniform and hungry
I'm so tired. Ayoko na
Nagising nalang ako sa ilaw na nagmumula sa screen ng cellphone ko. Kumurap muna ako ng ilang saglit bago ko ito kinuha at hinarap sa mukha ko
Ellisa tagged you in a post
Lerri mentioned you in a post
Ale reacted "haha" in a post that you are tagged in
Jared commented in a post that you tagged in
And many more, it comes from my classmates. I don't usually receive much attention from others. I slowly check my account on Facebook. I click what post Ellisa tagged me in. It was a mean post with a caption of "she's a total shit"
I scroll up to see the comments box and there, all the insults are on one of my classmates. I shut my phone and just close my eyes. I'm not mad or angry at them, I don't know, I just don't care. And I hate that I can't do anything to others 'cause I'm useless
Am I numb?
Why am I treated this way?
When did all of this started?
Why?
Cause you're weak
Pathetic
Loser
Did you forget all of that? Agape?
How useless of yours
They don't want you
Just let go already
It was her. No, and I won't. Pinag patuloy ko nalang uli ang aking pag tulog
BINABASA MO ANG
Till the fifth day of October (Incomplete)
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