"If smiling sort of that I should learn to? I think I will learn it eventually"
-Magallane Breton
*pictures on the cover and are used in this story are a not mine, photo credit to the righful owner*
*Listen to Up, Up, and Away by Chance Peña for this chapter*
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"Ang laki ng boses niya, parang 'di babae. Ayoko sa kaniya"
One of I thought my friend in elementary.
"We can't read her, she seems so mysterious and creepy so we don't like her"
This one from one of my oh-so-called highschool friend.
"Ayaw namin sa kaniya, siya lang ang hindi naming kasundong pinsan. 'Di siya friendly"
One of my cousins, but probably all of them doesn't like me.
"Walang galang ang batang yan, ni hindi man lang lumalabas sa kwarto sa tuwing pupunta kami sa bahay nila, hindi man lang lalapit at magmano mag bigay galang man lang"
I failed as a niece to my Aunts and Uncles.
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And now...
Dad slapped me.
I can feel my right cheek sore as my heart seemed ripped because of shock, pain and anger.
How could he slapped the child he raised?
I felt my tears constantly streaming down my cheeks.
"Eyes on me Magallane!" He commanded with authority in his voice.
I didn't obey him instead I started to turned my back from them and walked.
Nagkamali talaga akong sumama sa Dinner nila, I went there to pay some respect dahil naroon din ang ninong at ninang ko na ayaw din sa akin. They're talking about their business and political things, They are planning about Dad running as a senator for the upcoming election.
And again and again I got too out of place, I was like a mere rabbit surrounded by a powerful and spine-chilling lions.
"Is this what we get for raising that child?"
My chest suddenly tightened. Look just the way he talked, it is as if I'm not even his daughter.
"This is all your fault Poye, you've been spoiling her ever since!" I heard Dad said as he sat on the couch, massaging his temple but managed to yell and blamed my mother.
