Skies' not the limit

Prolouge

If I would have the chance to express myself in a word, it would be saks. Saks- as in sakto lang.

Sabi nila, the middle child is always the jealous one. I am a middle child, and I never felt jealous. Probably because I love my siblings more than anything else.

I never felt anything odd. Lahat ng gusto ko ay makukuha ko. My parents are filthy rich. Not only them but including my entire family. Hindi ako namroblema sa kahit ano. I'm contended already. Sapat na saakin ang gigising, mag-aaral, ikukumpara ng magulang sa iba, magsusumikap at matutulog.

Hindi ako nagseselos sa mga kapatid ko, don't get me wrong. Ang saakin lang naman- ano ang pakiramdam ng maging paborito? Ano ang pakiramdam ng laging inuuna?

My Brother always tells me that the skies are the limit. Meaning, walang katapusan. But I don't think so. May katapusan ang langit. Pero mayroon pang bagay kasunod nito- at ito at nasa puso natin.

That's the main reason why we feel pain yet we still love. Kasi limitado ang nasa puso natin. Beyond the peaceful skies lies a chaotic heart.

Puso- kung saan hindi natatapos ang mga bagay. Hindi nauubos ang dahilan para ipagpatuloy ang pangarap, hindi nauubos ang pagkakataon para magmahal at masaktan. At higit sa lahat, abutin ang mga bagay na imposible.

I'm Erin Athena Razon, loved and feared by many. But still, hopeful even if my life is painful.

"Erin," Someone called me that brushed my thoughts away.

"Kuya Pogi!" Ady ran to him.

"Hi. Na-miss mo ako?" CJ carried Ady in his arms.

"Yes! So much!"

"Ba- bakit ka andito?" Tensed na tanong ko.

"Alam mo naman na di 'ba?"

"Wait," I said as I paged Donna. "Ms. Donna, please come back to my office now."

"Kuya Pogi, look! Plane!" Ady shouted.

"Wow. You took care of that plane." CJ smiled widely from ear to ear.

"Erin, sorry. Teka lang," hinihingal na sabi ni Donna.

"Paki-labas muna si Ady."

"Why Mommy?"

"Later, Ady. Just go outside for now," I told him as Donna carried him.

"Bye-bye, kuya Pogi!" Ady waved his hands.

"Please take a seat." I told him as I sat on my swivel chair.

"You must know the reason by now why I am here, right?"

"Spill."

"Damn it, Erin! Almost 4 years!" CJ shouted. His bloodshot eyes looked at me.

Now I'm the one to blame? Sino ba ang nang-iwan saatin?

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This story is unedited. Grammatical errors and typographical errors are expected upon reading. The story is not perfect, so is the author. The chapters are usually written midnight after schoolworks so you might find some grammars and typos very sabaw. I'll edit the story when I'm free. Thank you very much.