The Childhood We Once Shared

This story depicts the longing of someone who was left behind by time over someone who has moved on in life.
This talks about friendship that seemed to slip away as time passed by.

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When I was just a kid, I used to sneak out of our house to play with my friend.

I often would pretend to be asleep during siesta time and then silently go out when everyone's fast asleep.

I am such a bad kiddo. So starved to play.

Our house is situated just in front of a basketball court and a tennis court which is by the way, our meeting place with my friend.

Her name's Deanna. She's pretty and quite my opposite in every way. She has flawless white skin, an evidence of how different our lives were. She's also smart. A constant achiever in a known private school in our place.

I used to see her as someone I could look up to though I'm way older than her by a year. She's like an angel who descend from heavens just for me.

And so, I learned to value her and the friendship we've built together.

She has a brother who also became my brother's playmate. His name is Michael and he's much like the opposite of my brother as well. Michael have this very fine looks that I know for sure, when he grows up, girls will chase after him. Well, my brother... uhm, just, you know, average.

As kids, we would often play hide and seek, lupa-langit, tumbang preso, baguongay, and many more games that most children our age play.

Ah. The kids we were. So carefree and so youthful. We're fancy like that. And contented like that.

But that was until something