Surrender to You

Simula

The President

Maraming tao ang naghahangad na yumaman. Marami ang nagnanais ng marangyang buhay. Tipong lahat kaya mong bilhin. There's no limitation in anything you want. You can order around or boss at others. You have a big opportunity. You have a big privilege. No one will look down on you. They will give you a high respect, afraid that turning against you will be the end of them.

I hope I am one of those who dream about it. Those people who dream to be a successful person. But I'm not.

I am privileged. I have all the means. I can brag to people about it.

But I won't.

I actually don't want my way of life. People are wrong that being rich is a happy life. I love more if I was born poor. I love more to be born without money.

"Come down, Caroline!"

I gritted my teeth. Ibinagsak ko ang hawak kong bag at bumaba. "What? What is it again?!"

Nakatayo si Dad at katabi niya si Mommy na pinapakalma siya. "Don't raise your voice at me! I am the head of this family so respect me!"

I scoffed. "Skip that part, please. What do you want now?" Naupo ako sa harap niya. I crossed my legs and my arms.

"What have you done again in your school? Puro gulo nalang ang ginagawa mo sa school mo! For goodness' sake! You're already grade 12 but you're acting like a child. Cary, please! Ang ginagawa mo ay nakakarating sa maraming tao! Ano na lamang ang sasabihin nila? Na may anak akong basagulera? You're a girl! I'm reminding you incase na nalilimutan mo na! Investors will talk about us kaya ayusin mo ang buhay mo!"

Huminga ako ng malalim at nagpakawala ng hininga. This scenario is normal for me. Hindi na ako mabibigla kung bigla nila akong ilipat sa ibang school. Besides, two weeks palang ang lumilipas simula nang magpasukan.

"Lilipat ka na ng school pagdating ng Monday!" I know right. But I don't care. Gagawa pa rin ako ng gulo sa school na yun hanggang sa mapagod na sila at hayaan na ako sa buhay ko.

Lahat ng sinasabi nila ay pumapasok sa tenga ko ngunit lumalabas rin agad. Kung wala lamang tumawag sa telepeno, hindi matatapos ang sermon. I take that time to go to my room. Hinubad ko ang boots ko at nagpalit ng tsinelas. Nagpalit rin ako ng pantulog at nahiga na sa kama kong queen size bed. Napatingin ako sa cellphone ko nang tumunog iyon.

Jazzi:
Kumusta?

Ngumiwi ako. Tinutukoy niya ang sermon na naganap.

Ako:
The usual, girl.

Jazzi:
Ano? Tutuloy tayo sa bar tom?

I smirked. Of course, and no one will stop me.

Ako:
Yes! We'll party like there's no tomorrow.

Isang tawag ang dumating kaya natigil ang pag text ko kay Jazzi.

Martin calling...

Martin is a brother of mine. Older brother to be specific. He's my ally but he's already in college so he's staying on his condo. Mas gusto ko pang kasama siya kaysa narito ako sa bahay.

"Hey lovely Sis!"

"Kuya!" Masaya kong bati.

"Woah, happy? How come? I heard gumawa ka na naman ng gulo? You punched three guys in your school? Why is that?"

Aish! Can't believe na ganun kabilis kumalat ang balitang iyon. Wala akong kasalanan. Kung kasalanan ang ipagtanggol ang sarili, edi ako na ang pinaka makasalanan sa lahat.

I scoffed then rolled my eyes heavenwards. "They touched me."

Yes, I hate people touching me. Especially to those who don't have permission from me.