I'm not sure why I'm writing this down on my computer. I guess I've just noticed some odd things. I don't trust the computer... I just... need to organize my thoughts. I need to get down all the details somewhere objective, somewhere I know that what I write can't be deleted or... changed... not that that's happened...
It was a nice summer day, my 5-year-old son James was playing outside in the backyard of our suburban home. James has always been a quiet boy, he plays by himself mostly, he never had many friends, but he has always had a wild imagination. I was in the kitchen feeding our dog Fido, when I heard what sounded like James...
Nanay... Tatay... Gusto kong tinapay. Ate... Kuya... Gusto kong kape. Lahat ng gusto ko ay susundin ninyo. Ang hindi sumunod ay... . . . . . . . . . PAPATAYIN KO.
Berry Lacsamana had given up on life. But when she one day wakes up in a strange bed with someone calling her his wife, her life begins to take a different path. ****** When Berry Lacsamana wakes up in a room she doesn't recognize, hooked up to medical machines, confusion and anxiety consume her. Deepening Berry's fea...