my hope, my miracle | completed

epilogue

epilogue

"Where are you going?! Come back here, you murderer!"

"Stop her! Hurry!" shouted the police officer that went inside the house.

I ran, not minding the people who went my side to help me. I ran without looking back. I endured the pain my body is screaming. My vision went blurry but I tried to keep my tears from falling as I continued moving my feet to run to God knows where. 

My small body was covered in bruises, wounds, and I don't even know where to go. I stopped when I saw that there were no people around. I sighed and decided to wander around.

For days, I wandered around the city. With no food, nor water to drink. I thought I was already dying. It was too hard for me, my body felt like collapsing but I stopped when I found a little bridge. My dry lips parted as I gulped my own saliva. I turned my head to both of my sides, scanning the place. It was silent, so walked my way to it. There's no one here, so I sat and hugged my knees.

Seconds later, I just found my tears falling.

My heart ached from everything that had happened with my family. I lost my sister, my father violated me, and my mother blamed me for everything. 

I don't know what to do anymore. 

Should I just die?

I have no one now. Maybe I should.

I stopped thinking when I heard some footsteps. I lifted up my head and my lips parted in awe when I saw a girl with a long pretty hair. She has this pale flawless skin and with her white dress, that I mistakenly thought of her as an angel.

I'm in awe.

She is dazzling in front of me. She radiated this light that I thought that melted me. She's so pretty.

Who is she?

I then suddenly realized my messed up face when she asked me with her raised brows and hands on her hips.

"Bakla ka ba? Ba't ka umiiyak?"

I halted when I heard her tone. She's a feisty one. I embarrassingly wiped my tears and my nose. I couldn't say anything. I was too shy to answer. It turned silent. But then, I heard her sigh. 

I stiffened when I felt small arms wrapped around me. I smelled her baby-like perfume. I couldn't move and I only heard my heart pounding.

What's this?

"May problema ka ba?" her tone changed when she asked that. She's worried. My brows furrowed in confusion. "Mahirap ba?" she asked again.

My tears fell again. Her questions pulled something in me. She made me bawl my lungs out.

"Hindi ko sasabihin na ayos lang kasi alam kong hindi," she whispered, still hugging me. I couldn't move even though I wanted to hug her back. "But life's not always sunshine and rainbows, like everyone says."

She removed her hands away from me and I stilled when she cupped my face to look at her. I unconsciously examined her face.

She has a small circle face, hazel brown eyes, slightly thick brows, a little mole near the right of her eye, a small pointed nose, and pinkish lips.

She really looks like an angel. Is she even real? How could someone be this ethereal?

"Kaya mo 'to, okay? 'Wag kang susuko," she seriously said when our eyes met. Her words stuck in my mind.