Miserable Class [ONE SHOT STORIES] [ON-HOLD]

A SINGLE SHOT

Nang matapos mag kwento si Catherine, nanatili parin itong umiiyak. Inalalayan siya ni Sabrina papunta sa upuan niya at patuloy sa pagpapatahan sakanya.

Our teacher wiped off his tears and faced us. "Is there anyone who would like to share? Who wants to go next? Brylle? Ikaw nalang." Sabay turo ng guro samin.

Haaay nako. Sana hindi nalang ako nag interrupt kanina kay Catherine.

Tumayo na ako habang hawak ko parin ang isang pirasong papel na may mga sulat.

Okay, it all started when I was 13 years old. I come from a wealthy and abusive family, my dad would beat mom for no reason and she always told me to hide in the basement. One day I went outside to visit my friend, we usually meet up down the alley of Montilla st ng Tondo. Chill lang kami doon play music, nag uusap, foodtrip at sumasayaw.

But this time it was different, nagkita kami lumapit siya sa akin at sabi niya, "Tol may nakita ako sa drawer ng papa ko."

Nakabalot ito ng pulang tela, nang mahawakan ko ito ay may kabigatan siya. Dahan-dahan kong tinanggal ang balot at laki ng gulat ko dahil baril ito tinignan ko siya ng masama.

"Bakit kinuha mo to?! Alam mong mahuhuli tayo nito!?" Puno ng galit ang pagtatanong ko sakanya.

"Shhh wag kang maingay, may favor ako sayo. All you need to do is just pull the trigger at me and we're done. " He replied as he covers my mouth.

Nanlaki mga mata ko sa gulat at hindi makapag salita, inalalayan niya akong hawakan ang baril at ang hintuturo ko nilagay niya sa gatilyo.

"Tol wag naman ganyan tol! Please! Mapahamak ako sa kabaliwan mo!!!" Nanginginig at umiiyak na ako dahil sa kaba, until he forced me to pull the trigger.

Isang butil ng luha tumulo mula saking mata at patuloy parin sa pagbabasa.

Blood splattered everywhere, his eyes were still open and also blood dripping from his mouth.

I remained speechless, cannot move, cannot even blink. He died in front of me, he died in my arms, because of me. I should have ran away, we were in that position for a few minutes nang marinig ko ang tunog ng mga police.

"Bitawan mo yan! Sa estasyon tayo mag uusap!! Saan mga magulang mo?!!" Sigaw ng isang officer hindi parin ako makapag salita, tumutulo lang mga luha ko.

They handcuff me at pinasok sa kotse nila habang yung kaibigan ko dinala sa ospital.

Napatakip ng bibig yung ibang babae ang iba naman gulat parin hindi na makapag salita. Huminga ako ulit ng malalim at patuloy parin sa pag kuwento.

I was in jail despite of my age. I was beaten up by criminals, they think I'm a psychopath. My parents came and disown me, without hearing my side they think I was losing my mind. An officer came and took me out, and brought me somewhere inside the station.

The room has a single light bulb and the rest were all dark, underneath there were shackles trailed by chains that were placed on the cement. The officer started to put the shackles to my hands and feet.

"Ano po gagawin niyo sa akin?! Wala naman akong ginawang masama?! Hindi niyo ko binigyan ng pagkakataon mag salita!" Sigaw ko sakanya pero may halong panginginig na ng boses.

He didn't answer instead he lashes me till I can't count, groaning in agony, crying, screaming in pain. Why is he doing this to me? I don't know what to think anymore, I was bleeding so bad till I fainted.

Hindi ko na alam kung ilang araw na ako doon, I said to myself. "God, please give me a way to live. Alam niyo ho na wala akong kasalanan."

I prayed and prayed waiting for a miracle to happen. I tried to stand up kahit napuno na ako ng mga sugat, I even prayed kahit adrenaline rush lang ibibigay sakin ng Diyos para makalabas dito.

Pumasok ang officer at may dalang damit, pagkain at tubig, then he placed his things on the ground kasama ang baril niya.

He started to unlock may shackles, with all my strength I kick his balls twice and grab immediately the gun with a silencer then pulled the trigger right on his head.

I look around for possible exit and I saw a window that was covered in newspaper, I ripped off the covers and without hesitation I broke the window and it lead me to the sewers.

I kept on running until I saw light up above my head and there was a metal like ladder on the wall. I climbed up and there was a big mansion in front of me, I lost all of my strength and fainted.

I woke up with bandages all over my body. The room was painted in peach, white mahogany cabinets on the left side and a cream colored sofa on the right. The texture of the is so soft like I'm laying on pile of marshmallows.

But I can't move a muscle like I'm drained, my wounds still were very sore I had no choice but to stay still.

A woman in her forties entered the room and had a worry look on her face and said "Hijo, okay ka lang ba? Nag alala ako ng husto sayo noong nakita kita sa front gate namin, who did this to you?!!

Puno nang pag alala ng boses. I didn't answer her, I cried so much because I'm still alive, because she saved me.

"Lord salamat niligtas mo ko! Salamat salamat salamat!!" Yan nalang naisabi ko habang umiyak ng sobra.

Pinunasan ng babae ang aking mga luha at sinabing, "Wag ka na mag alala ha? You're safe now dito kana lang ha? We will take care of you." Ani ng babae.

May pumasok na lalaki na nasa forties din kasama niya ay binata na kasing edad ko lang lumapit sila sakin.

Dito kana hijo, mabait naman to si Kyle. Magkakasundo kayo nito." Sabi ng lalaki,

ngumiti lang si Kyle sa akin at ngumiti din ako sakanila.

It feels like home, I'm saved because of them. They were so nice to me, miracles do happen.

I just nodded as a reply to them and they smiled at me, I have myself a new family now. I feel really blessed.

Pagkatapos ko mag basa, tinignan ko din sila, they were crying at the same time smiling.

No matter what circumstances you've been through, do not forget to pray. I know I've killed someone twice but I have a reason and I didn't mean it.