It was the eleventh month of the year and it was a holiday, Im turning 7 years old. I still remember how our neighborhood's maid always teasing my mom and I that she will wait for me until I turn to manhood. Everytime my mom petched me to our school, Yani always teased me and my mom.
I still remember what my mom prepered for my birthday. It was a birthday noodle or pancit Canton with two plastic of pan de leche and a can of pineapple juice. I also have a cake that was bought by my mother.
Our life during that time was not good as today. My father used to drive a passenger jeepney while my mom sometimes do laundry to some of her relatives.
Before we celebrate my birthday, I remember, my father and uncle together with my brother used to race bicycle in the nearby grandstand. I was riding with my uncle while my brother with my father. Upon riding that bicycle, something caught my eye from the sky above. It was a big red sun like thing that circling downwards from the sky. We used to try to see what it was but suddenly it gone from our sight. Nobody from us ever talk about that thing. But how come I still remember it until now.
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A Boy's Life
Short StoryA fantasy seem like story of a boy who's struggles in life helps him surpassed and find true love
