Not a Perfect Tale

Chapter1: Amulet

Enjoy reading! Sorry for the grammatical errors and wrong spellings.            

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Today Is a very tiring day, It's already 4:00 o 'clock in the evening and our class just ended a while ago. Really, I'm not exhausted from studying, I'm just so tired of those students that keeps on mocking me. Hindi ba uso break time sa kanila?

The sun was already setting and I'm having a good time enjoying the soft breeze that touches my snowlike skin while riding on my old bicycle that Mrs. Jones gave me. Regardless of those people who freaked out due to my extreme ugliness and chooses to stay away from me.

There's still a kind hearted person who accepted me the way I'am and loved me just like her real daughter. She's Mrs. Jones. Ang sabi pa niya saakin ay... bakit naman daw siya lalayo sa katulad ko kung hindi naman nakakahawa ang kapangitan. Naniniwala siyang sobrang ganda ng kalooban ko kahit na ganito ang itsura ko. She really believes that I have an inward beauty. Pampalubag loob siguro haha

Before heading to auntie Matilde's house, I'll go first to Mrs. Jones place, It's just near, so It'll not really take too much of my time.

My lips won't stop from spreading widely as I took a glimpse of those gorgeous jasmine flowers; for it's placed to the basket infront of my bicycle. This is her favorite flower and I think she'll be happy once she smelled the sweet fragrance of it.

She'd been a good friend to me and a good mother, and I think simple presents will somehow pay off. My physical appearance doesn't scare her at all, that's why I really love her. Bihira nalang yung mga taong hindi ka huhusgahan sa kung anong nakikita ng kanilang mga mata. Mas pipiliing kilalanin ka muna.

I stopped infront of Mrs. Jones little sweet home. She's an old women and It didn't bother me at all, for me age does not matter If you wanted to be friend with a someone; for It comes from the way how they treated and value those people around them. Real friends can accept all your flaws and treat you with love and kindness and that's how Mrs. Jones treated me. She's always there to give me advices, and always there to cure my wounds and bruises everytime my aunty Matilde and my cousin Lysandra mistreats me.

Ibinaba ko ng dahan dahan ang sarili ko sa bisekleta at itinabi iyon upang hindi masagasaan ng kung ano mang mga sasakyan ang maaring dumaan.

Pagkababa ko'y dumiretsyo ako sa harap ng pintuan, dala dala ang paso ng paborito niyang bulaklak. Inamoy ko muna iyon bago kumatok sa kahoy na pintuan ni Mrs. Jones. Wala pang ilang minuto'y dahan dahan din itong bumukas. It made a creeking sound; for It's being used for a very long time.

Sumilay saakin ang malaanghel na muka ng matanda. Humalik ako sa pisnge niya at sabay yakap. Bahagya naman itong napatawa at sinuklian ako ng mas mahigpit na yakap. Hindi na ako makahinga kaya bumitaw narin ako bago tuluyang humarap sa matanda.

"Good evening Mrs. Jones! I'm here to give you these flowers." I greeted her then extended my arm to gave her the pot of jasmine flower that she really loves. Her smile widen as she sniffed the delighting fragrance of the flower.

"Oh my Avyanna! This is really lovely!" I smiled when I saw her face lit up.

"Yes of course! I've spend a lot of time takin' care of them."

"Oh sweetheart thank you very much for these.. come here inside."

Nilawakan niya ang pagkakabukas ng kanilang pintuan. Ngunit agad naman akong umiling bilang pagtanggi sa alok ng matanda. Gusto ko sanang magtagal pa dito pero may inuutos pa saakin ang aking pinsan.

"Sorry Mrs. Jones but I have to go...Lysandra wants me to do her nails before she got to bed."

Yumuko ako habang humihingi ng paumanhin. Labag man sa loob kong umalis ay kailangan ko talagang masunod ang utos ng magaling kong pinsan.