Fairy Tales

Cinderella runaway when the clock strikes at twelve midnight and accidentally left her glass slipper.

Sleeping beauty was curse and slept for a hundreds of years but because of the magical kiss she woke up.

Snow white had eaten a poisonous apple that ended her life but because of a kiss--again-- she was resurrected.

Little mermaid fell in love to a prince who is a human. Trade her voice to have a legs and followed her heart.

Guess, what? They got all of their very own 'happy ending'.

But, despite all of those fairytales happy ending. There is this one story that catch my attention. PETER PAN. Not because of peter pan itself but his sidekick. Tinkerbell. A fairy. My mom, always tell me about a story. A FAIRY tale story. I don't know if she just made that story up so I could have a good night sleep or she--herself, believe about the fairies. Everytime I see her face it seems so real. About them. And in my dreams, fairies often visited me, playing with me. Not until I turned 13, they stop visiting me and their faces. I don't remember their faces.

Kaya inisip kong baka nadala lang ako sa kwento ng mommy ko about them kaya nahilig akong manood o magbasa about fairies. My friends think I'm weird for believing in a myth. So am I. So I stop. I stop believing in them and forget about them. Until my 26 birthday, where the truth unveil. About me and the family's secret. About my mom's secret. About her past.

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