Another story and I think again and again hindi na naman ito matatapos but still I'll do my best and will keep updating.
From beginning to end, typo everywhere, kaya kung judger ka, wag ka na lang mag judge, basa na lang .
++Mcdo++
I was staring at myself in the mirror, I found myself wearing a pink gown. I'm also wearing my smile. I tried to smile wider and a spark formed in my eyes.
"Where's the birthday girl?" I heard my momma called me. Her sweet voice echoed inside the room, and I can see her beautiful face on the mirror.
She walked towards me and hug me, her hug felt the most comfortable feeling in the world. I smiled wider and kissed her on the cheeks.
"Thank you momma!" I said and hugged her back.
It was my 8th birthday, everything turned out well, everyone was happy.
I found myself lying on the bed, listening to her singing voice. It would never been a goodnight without her voice on my ears.
She kisses me on the forehead. I was smiling, and almost felt my eyes turning black.
But I heard a loud bang. It's a loud gunshot.
I was panicking. I tried running into my mom's room, but I saw my dad, he was looking at me, his black orbs were staring at me. His eyes were full of danger.
"Papa..." I whispered, but he lowered his level and met mine. He held me by the shoulders.
"Stay here." as he mouthed. As swift as light, he's no more to be found.
My curiosity is telling me to go below.
And so I did.
I was holding my teddy, and hugged it tight. I smiled when I saw my mom, she's lying on the floor.
She smiled back at me. She's sleepy.
"Mama don't sleep on the floor!" I shouted.
But she didn't listen, I laughed when she completely closed her eyes.
Mama make good jokes.
Papa came and I saw many visitors lying on the floor. They are also sleeping.
"Papa we've got visitors!" his broad shoulders are throwing up and down.
He's breathing heavily.
He looked at me, but I saw his eyes sparkling. The strongest man in the world was crying.
I took a step down the stairs.
"Don't move!" he ordered with authority.
But I smiled and ran faster, until I felt something on my feet. I looked down my pajamas, it's blood.
I ran out of balance and fell on the stairs.
My vision was turning black, but I heard a gunshot, and my dad running to approach me.
What is this? Why do I feel sleepy?
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
My mom's voice echoing. I smiled.
"Papa I'm sleepy. Goodnight." I hardly said.
I can hear his sobs.
But I smiled at him and fell asleep.
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