Chapter 4
Funeral
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Ever since I was a kid, I was curious. Why is the moon following us at night?
One time, I asked my mother. "Mom, why is the moon following us?" I asked in a frightened voice with a scared expression on my face.
In the rear mirror, I saw her small smile in her lips, as if it was conveying that everything is absolutely fine.
"It's nothing to worry about, dear." She replied shortly. "Maybe, the moon is just guarding us, they are even lighting up the way to our home." She added.
"You think so?"
She hummed in response with a smile painted in her lips. "Yeah, so don't you worry about a thing." She added as if it was an attempt to erase my thoughts about the moon.
On our way home, I caught a glimpse of the moon that is illuminating the roads and outlining every inch of my face. Instead of being kissed torridly by the sun, the moon in the starry sky was the one who kissed me in the dark, chilly night.
I snapped out of my reverie when I noticed that the car stopped on a mansion.
I scrunched my eyebrows and let out a deep sigh. As I step out of the car, my roommate, Kenji was there, wearing a black t-shirt paired with blue skinny jeans that hugged his thick thighs, made out from the excessive exercises or even playing basketball in the school.
Lihim kong kinagat ang aking labi dahil parang nalulusaw ako sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mapupungay niyang mga mata.
How can I admire his captivating features even though we have been living in the same roof for six months?
Marahil ay bulag lang talaga ako at hindi ko napansin na ang lalaki na sa mga nobela at pelikula lang nag-e-exist ay magkakatotoo at siya'y nasa tabi ko.
Aware rin ako na maraming mga babae ang nahuhumaling sa kanya, meron rin time na may mga haliparot na lumapit sa akin at binigyan ako ng mga letters.
I thought that those letters are made for me but on second thought, hindi naman ako nakakahumaling tingnan.
Meron talaga akong masusuntok kapag may nagbigay sa akin ng sulat, ikamamatay ko rin kapag babae ang magbigay at umamin sa akin na 'gusto niya ako'.
Damn!
Nagising na lang ako sa katotohanan nang marinig ko ang baritonong boses ni Kenji. "Hey, ok ka lang? Do you want to go home? Parang hindi ka komportable dito," untag niya.
Tumango ako at ngumiti sa kanya. "Oo, okay lang ako. Huwag kang mag-alala," sambit ko.
Tumango siya at nagsimula kaming maglakad patungo sa mansyon na naging tahanan ng babaeng nagpakamatay.
Hindi namin namalayan na bukas na pala siya ililibing. Mabuti na lang at tapos na ang exams kaya malaya naming gawin ang aming gusto.
When I finally finished all my exams, my mind thought about Casey. I think, it would be better if we visit her before the day comes.
I don't even know if her family, friends and to those who are very close to her heart will endure the pain.
As a parent, seeing your daughter being brought to the cemetery is a painful moment, making your heart shattered into pieces and they don't even know if it's going to be fixed again.
I even found out that if you lost the one who is very close to your heart, you felt as though the half of your heart is totally damaged, like there's a broken part in your soul that you don't want to mend.
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