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Usual morning, usual day, wake up, breakfast, school, go the long way home, then sit in my room the rest of the night. But today wasnt normal, nothing was right.
I woke up, and sniffed the air, but it wasnt the usuall pancakes i could smell, it was just the coldness, and the emptiness. i jumped down from my kama and ran down the stairs, into the kitchen, no one was there, not my Dad pagbaba the paper at the table, his brows furrowed as he read the sport section. My mum wasnt wearing her bright apron, that was covered in pancake mix, pag-awit her "morining song". I began to panick and take in deeper breaths of the lonely air, this made me feel worse. i whirled around and ran back upstairs into my parents room, hoping, begging they were there. i didnt bother to knock i just ran in, the massive bed, was untouched. Not a single crease, it was like they had never actually been there. A small drop of water rolled down my cheek,a tear, i didnt wipe it away, i waited and listened untill i heard it "splash" onto the floor, it was very audiable in the house of silence. i ran downstairs again and grabbed the house phone, i tried the poilce, and waited. But there was no ring, no beep. Nothing. i looked at the phone cord and realised it was far too short, i pulled it though my figers, and stopped when i realised it had been cut. I dropped the phone, and ran back upstairs once more.i rummaged threw my wardrobe, and pulled out the jeans i was looking for and a few spares. Then i found some tops, and thick jumpers, i didnt know where to go what to do, or who to trust, but i had to find out the answers. i threw all my spare things into a rucksack and ran downstairs and straight out the front door, i didnt pause i didnt look back, i just kept on running. i found my way into town, and ran into the little cafe that i normally stop at on my way to school.
"Alexsis? Whats the matter dear?" Dorris asked, walking out from behind the counter, Dorris is the nicest woman i have ever met, asides my own mum, she was big and round, and from one glance you knew that you could trust her, every one in this town did.
"Dorris.."i stubbled pasulong and fell into her arms and sobbed, all the tears that had wanted to folow that little solitary tear, poured from my lids.Dorris didnt speak, she didnt look at me, her arms where wrapped around me, "My mum and dad, Dorris, they are gone, please help me," I looked up to the familiar face, and noticd an emotion i had never seen on it before.
"I cant, hunny,"Dorris said, her voice was rough and mapait sounding, her arms that were wrapped around me tightened, i squirmed and pulled but her grip wouldnt loosen, she was holding me so tight i couldnt breath, and i could feel my self falling into the darkness. My eyes where closing, my mind shutting down, my legs giving up the losing battle, she was cutting off too much air. But something caught my eye, a boy. just a boy watching, from the other side of the window in horror he ran in and everything went dark.
Usual morning, usual day, wake up, breakfast, school, go the long way home, then sit in my room the rest of the night. But today wasnt normal, nothing was right.
I woke up, and sniffed the air, but it wasnt the usuall pancakes i could smell, it was just the coldness, and the emptiness. i jumped down from my kama and ran down the stairs, into the kitchen, no one was there, not my Dad pagbaba the paper at the table, his brows furrowed as he read the sport section. My mum wasnt wearing her bright apron, that was covered in pancake mix, pag-awit her "morining song". I began to panick and take in deeper breaths of the lonely air, this made me feel worse. i whirled around and ran back upstairs into my parents room, hoping, begging they were there. i didnt bother to knock i just ran in, the massive bed, was untouched. Not a single crease, it was like they had never actually been there. A small drop of water rolled down my cheek,a tear, i didnt wipe it away, i waited and listened untill i heard it "splash" onto the floor, it was very audiable in the house of silence. i ran downstairs again and grabbed the house phone, i tried the poilce, and waited. But there was no ring, no beep. Nothing. i looked at the phone cord and realised it was far too short, i pulled it though my figers, and stopped when i realised it had been cut. I dropped the phone, and ran back upstairs once more.i rummaged threw my wardrobe, and pulled out the jeans i was looking for and a few spares. Then i found some tops, and thick jumpers, i didnt know where to go what to do, or who to trust, but i had to find out the answers. i threw all my spare things into a rucksack and ran downstairs and straight out the front door, i didnt pause i didnt look back, i just kept on running. i found my way into town, and ran into the little cafe that i normally stop at on my way to school.
"Alexsis? Whats the matter dear?" Dorris asked, walking out from behind the counter, Dorris is the nicest woman i have ever met, asides my own mum, she was big and round, and from one glance you knew that you could trust her, every one in this town did.
"Dorris.."i stubbled pasulong and fell into her arms and sobbed, all the tears that had wanted to folow that little solitary tear, poured from my lids.Dorris didnt speak, she didnt look at me, her arms where wrapped around me, "My mum and dad, Dorris, they are gone, please help me," I looked up to the familiar face, and noticd an emotion i had never seen on it before.
"I cant, hunny,"Dorris said, her voice was rough and mapait sounding, her arms that were wrapped around me tightened, i squirmed and pulled but her grip wouldnt loosen, she was holding me so tight i couldnt breath, and i could feel my self falling into the darkness. My eyes where closing, my mind shutting down, my legs giving up the losing battle, she was cutting off too much air. But something caught my eye, a boy. just a boy watching, from the other side of the window in horror he ran in and everything went dark.
crashed and faded
sa pamamagitan ng the fate
that follows
the land
on which
you're standing.
Dreams
are dead...
Fighting for
better days
now seems so
vainly,
everything went
wrong.
Dreams are
broken
in so many nights
that echo
along with
dust of past.
Put yourself
together
and hold on
to something
good,
you might survive,
you might escape
from the fate
that follows
the land
on which
you're standing.
Days are black
and cold,
nights spent
in despair
and thinking.
Your fate is
bounded to
the land
on which
you're standing.