December 20, 2003
Dear Papa,
It’s almost Christmas Papa. We went to the mall that day. We went to the toys section and you told me to buy whatever I want.
I pushed my toy cart between aisles in search of toys I want. I took a lot. You paid for each one. I asked you what you wanted for Christmas Papa. You replied “Perhaps to get a raise in my wage. That way I can buy you more toys”. I need your time more than I need toys Papa. I wanted to tell you that but I can’t. I’m scared to tell you these things Papa. I don’t know why.
You handed me some money again and told me to keep it because I will be an economist someday like you. I don't want to be like that Papa. I don't want to handle money. I wish I were money sometimes. You value money so much Papa. Do you feel the same about me?
You had a meeting that day too Papa so you left me at the Stewart’s. Alex and I painted and drew pictures. It was so fun. I even made you a Christmas card! I had to do it again and again because I want it to look perfect. Alex told me that each one is beautiful but I don’t know what’s beautiful for you Papa. I want it to look perfect for you Papa. Maybe you would hug me then.
BINABASA MO ANG
Elizabeth Fern
Fiksi RemajaFeel free to comment on each Chapter. tnx! It was raining that day. People all stared at me, as if they’re waiting for me to break down. Truth is, I really do want to cry my heart out but I can’t. I can’t even speak. It’s as if there’s a huge lump i...
