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Chapter 35: Crash of Memories

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Crash of Memories

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EVERYTHING WAS peaceful.

I stood still in the middle of the meadow and felt the early morning breeze brush my cheeks in soft kisses.

Napasinghap ako sa preskong hangin na dala ng umaga, at saka mabagal na binuksan ang aking dalawang mata. I let out a little giggle of excitement before twirling around and caressing the dandelions that surround me against the tips of my fingers.

Right above me, the sky too was in a beautiful shade of blue, perfectly commemorating my name...

...and my eighth birthday.

"Skylar Eloise Knightley!"

I whirled around, feeling my soft lilac dress twirl along the movement of my knees. Nakita ko ang aking ina sa malayo at kumakaway. Nasa may harapan siya ng maliit naming bahay at inaaya muna akong pumasok.

Napangiti ako. She was a lovely figure and her comforting smile added more sunshine to my lovely day.

Looking at her from afar, masasabi kong napakagandang nilalang ang aking ina. Syempre, mana ako sa kaniya. Madalas lang itong hindi nag-aayos ng sarili dahil nalulunod sa gawaing-bahay o 'di kaya sa pag-aasikaso sa akin. But with her eyes that light up every time she speaks, soft lips, long eyelashes, full brows, dainty features, and long, soft hair that fell down in waves; 'di hamak na maganda talaga si mama — both in the inside and out.

Kaya siguro na-in love dito si papa.

"Pasok ka muna anak at mahahamugan ka!" She insisted, motioning me with her calloused hands to come over. "Ka-aga-aga eh gising ka na agad, masyado kang excited!"

I remember — my mother's hands weren't at all that calloused back in the day. She had the softest palm to the touch; like the skin of a baby. But time and work weren't at all that kind to her, especially since she was the only one usually left at home to take care of me.

Madalas kasing wala si papa.

With a happy tune, I skipped through the tall dandelions and hurriedly went towards her. Inilagay ko ang aking kamay sa kaniyang palad and she wrapped her comforting arms around me before manuevering the both of us towards our dainty home.

"Let's make you your favorite hot choco?" She asked with a smile as my eyes wandered to the right, kung saan nakita ko ang malambing na pag-hampas ng alon sa dalampasigan. Malapit kasi ang bahay namin sa dagat at bukid, at madalas ay gustong-gusto ko maglaro rito.

I nodded, quite absent-minded now. Hot chocolate was my all-time favorite, but something else was now currently on my mind.

Looking at the shore, naalala ko si papa.

Paborito niya kasi ang dalampasigan at madalas dinadala niya ako rito tuwing uuwi siya sa bahay. Sa dalampasigan kami magkwekwentuhan at magkukulitan patungkol sa mga bagay-bagay bago darating ang oras na kailangan nanaman niyang umalis ulit para mag-trabaho.

"Ma, kailan dadating si papa?" Tanong ko sa aking ina pagkapasok namin sa bahay.

Hindi kalakihan ang bahay na mayroon kami, but it was alright. Ang mahalaga ay sakto lang siya para saming mag-ina. Pagkapasok mo sa pintuan ay nariyan agad ang hapag-kainan na may katabing bintana; kung saan matatanaw agad ang karagatan.