Not Your Stalker (Incomplete)

PROLOGUE

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"Ah thank goodness it worked" I yawned as I strech my arm to stop the alarm clock from buzzing. It's 7 in the morning and it feels like the first time since I woke up this early.

I lazily got up to reach for my curtain and tied it to let the sunlight flow inside my bedroom. I turn to look around and saw the clutter of clothes lying on the floor.

Alright I still have to finish my last batch of luggage.

Tonight is my flight to the Philippines and it's been a long while since the last time I stepped a foot in that country.

Although I'm still inexplicably nervous about it but I know I'll be fine. Everything will be alright.

I actually missed my folks I left there.

I sit back on my bed to reach again for my stuff and continue to finish my business.

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"Alys, are you even listening?" my sister snapped her fingers at me, she is still in her pajamas.

Amy stands close to my side table. I blinked and shook my head a little, unaware of her presence inside my room.

"Y-yeah? What were you saying?" I went to hold the last pile of clothes in my lap to place it inside my luggage.

"I said, should we really bring all these? You can actually buy new ones there!"
She sighs, her hands stuck on both her hips. I take a short glance on it and back on my baggy shirts. Tsk

Of course, it is the four bundle of thick books on my bed. It's looks a bit hefty but I just bought them last summer and I haven't read all of it yet.

"No, I don't wanna spend another money, if I leave it here, it'll be useless" I answered, giving her a cute smile.

I can't just abandon all of it. I hold such sentiment in almost every stuff I own and I'm sure she's already aware of that.

"Ugh, such a bookworm" she rolls her eyes at me while carrying it from my bed. Her back curled up as she tries to carry all of it at once. I silently laughed.

"Yeah whatever, di mo naman ako matatangihan" I take the short chance to stand up on my feet before she even drop the books in a second and try to make fun of me again.

After the tedious work of packing my things. I'm finally heading into the bathroom to take a shower. It's almost 3 in the afternoon.

I have relatives and friends in the Philippines and we talk thru calls. I kinda feel anxious with the thought of meeting them again.

It's been 3 years since the last time I've seen them personally and it's also been 3 years since the tragedy happened. I could never forget about that.

For all those years that I have spend here, I can admit that I'm still in the verge of recovering from the trauma of that incident, although gradually.

As I'm still suffering to get rid of that memory in my system. It's the core reason I was forced to live here for good.

After the invigorating shower. I went into my walk-in closet to find something to wear. I'm going to miss my room and all these new clothes that I have to leave.

Ugh enough, Alys.

My eyes landed on the scar in my left thigh, It looked like a thick peace of thread etched on my skin. It's not that huge to be easily noticed but the impact the scar had on me was.

I wrapped the warm towel on my naked body and stayed there for a few minutes to calm and relax myself by reciting my mantras infront of the mirror. This became a part of my daily routine.

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"Alys, mom called and told me that she will consider you studying there if you're really determine with your plan." Amy stopped from washing the dishes and faced me with a concern look.

I know mom would agree. I've been asking it for her since time immemorial and I know that she can't refuse now.

"Yeah...I know." I stopped from holding my chunky journal and placed it back on the coffee table, letting my hands rest on it. I know she's saying it again to remind me about it.

"It's what I should've done a long time ago. I don't want to be caged forever in my past. I want to move forward." I feel the need to look at her but I didn't want her to catch the rage in my eyes. I sighed and continued to finish my readings.

I will finish the problem they'd cause me once and for all and I'll make sure they're going to live a miserable life locked inside their cell.

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