The forest was so beautiful. Even though it was raining, I thought of the sun peering through the trees. There were mga hayop all over. It was like Hapon only slightly less busy. Lots of unfamiliar mga hayop gave Minrough high-fives and hugs. After a moment, I scanned his mind. Patients? I thought he sinabi he was a soldier not a healer! After a minute, I demanded to know who they were.
“Patients”. Just like I thought.
“I thought you sinabi you were a soldier at the war”!
“Yeah, a war of diseases”.
“But you’re only a kid! How could you be a doctor”?
“Not a doctor, healer”.
“How does that even work”!
“I have like a magic touch sort a thing when all I have to do is touch where it hurts and it heals”. I began to protest, to say how unreal that is when I remembered my mindreading dilemma. I’m the one that’s unreal right now.
Moments passed when we came to a little puno near a lake.
“Lisa, Ive got a story I got to tell ya”. His eyes widened with fear.
“You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to” I said.
“No, I want you to know, it’s just that Ive never told anyone before”. I was realy carious now.
“What’s going on Minrough”? I didn’t want to read his mind now, I wanted him himself to tell me.
“I want you to know about my father and my past”. He began with a sigh. “My father was a real soldier at war. In 2002, the mga hayop went at war with the humans. Adults from all over the forest were taken away sa pamamagitan ng General Jaspy to fight. My mom begged Jaspy to let my father stay. He promised her that my dad would be fine, but he lied. All the mga hayop were killed besides Jaspy. He swore it just so happened he was last man standing. I say it wasn’t though. Something fishy is going on with him and I demanded to know what it was but he wouldn’t spill. Now that he is the forests new king, I can’t get to him.” He took a deep breath. “I have a deep desire to find out what he was up to and arrest him for it.” His eyes met my gaze. “Since he has been in power, my mother and I have been like slaves to him. “ I was to shocked to speak. Poor Minrough, a father killed in war. Wow just wow. Jaspy take the trono though? Minrough wasn’t telling me something I should know.
“Your dad was a prince”? I asked. Oops…
“How’d you know”? He asked shocked.
“um .. Lucky guess…” I said. Oh boy. He gave me an odd look, “okaaay..” Pheew! Close one.
“Yeah” he answered, “And his brother became king. But, his brother swore if he was to die, my dad could take the throne. That’s the fishy part. The araw after my uncle died, that’s when Jaspy came over to take my dad.” That did sound fish.
“Does Jaspy have any criminal records”?
“No, well... No one knows. He destroyed his record.” Sounded fishier now.
“I swear I’m going to bust him some araw but I... I can’t…” He got upset again.
“I would help you. Your right, it is fishy.” I said. He smiled, “I knew you would”. I thought about this. Maybe it was an accident but wouldn’t that mean Minrough would take the throne? Yes. I knew now this was no accident. Jaspy was up to something and we were going to find out.
“Patients”. Just like I thought.
“I thought you sinabi you were a soldier at the war”!
“Yeah, a war of diseases”.
“But you’re only a kid! How could you be a doctor”?
“Not a doctor, healer”.
“How does that even work”!
“I have like a magic touch sort a thing when all I have to do is touch where it hurts and it heals”. I began to protest, to say how unreal that is when I remembered my mindreading dilemma. I’m the one that’s unreal right now.
Moments passed when we came to a little puno near a lake.
“Lisa, Ive got a story I got to tell ya”. His eyes widened with fear.
“You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to” I said.
“No, I want you to know, it’s just that Ive never told anyone before”. I was realy carious now.
“What’s going on Minrough”? I didn’t want to read his mind now, I wanted him himself to tell me.
“I want you to know about my father and my past”. He began with a sigh. “My father was a real soldier at war. In 2002, the mga hayop went at war with the humans. Adults from all over the forest were taken away sa pamamagitan ng General Jaspy to fight. My mom begged Jaspy to let my father stay. He promised her that my dad would be fine, but he lied. All the mga hayop were killed besides Jaspy. He swore it just so happened he was last man standing. I say it wasn’t though. Something fishy is going on with him and I demanded to know what it was but he wouldn’t spill. Now that he is the forests new king, I can’t get to him.” He took a deep breath. “I have a deep desire to find out what he was up to and arrest him for it.” His eyes met my gaze. “Since he has been in power, my mother and I have been like slaves to him. “ I was to shocked to speak. Poor Minrough, a father killed in war. Wow just wow. Jaspy take the trono though? Minrough wasn’t telling me something I should know.
“Your dad was a prince”? I asked. Oops…
“How’d you know”? He asked shocked.
“um .. Lucky guess…” I said. Oh boy. He gave me an odd look, “okaaay..” Pheew! Close one.
“Yeah” he answered, “And his brother became king. But, his brother swore if he was to die, my dad could take the throne. That’s the fishy part. The araw after my uncle died, that’s when Jaspy came over to take my dad.” That did sound fish.
“Does Jaspy have any criminal records”?
“No, well... No one knows. He destroyed his record.” Sounded fishier now.
“I swear I’m going to bust him some araw but I... I can’t…” He got upset again.
“I would help you. Your right, it is fishy.” I said. He smiled, “I knew you would”. I thought about this. Maybe it was an accident but wouldn’t that mean Minrough would take the throne? Yes. I knew now this was no accident. Jaspy was up to something and we were going to find out.
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” sinabi Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” sinabi Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
upset
and so many thoughts
circling around
your head,
you try to make
this right,
to find the best way
so you could feel better,
so you could be free.
Pain will never
go away,
it always stays
to remember you
that life is not a dream,
life is unpredictable.
Endless questions,
so many "Why",
but the answer
we will
never find!
The strength within
will not let us crack,
life is unpredictable,
who's to say?
Today you're happy,
and yet
despair waits
stealthily
to engulf you.
But,
you need to be prepared.
Not only bad things
happen to bad people.
Unfortunately,
so many pure,
honored hearts
have been broken for
so many times,
in so many pieces,
and yet
they live,
they live with
their agony,
they live with
their groan,
but they live,
tho their eyes are
always sad,
their hearts are
still softly.
Therefore
they know...
Therefore
they are...
The brightest star
that shines
in the dark,
that spark of hope
for all of us
who deserve better.
When you look at the night sky, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When you stop and listen to the wind, what do you hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When you feel the sun on your back, what do you think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When you hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my puso and soul, drifting on and on.
When you look at me, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When you stop and listen to the wind, what do you hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When you feel the sun on your back, what do you think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When you hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my puso and soul, drifting on and on.
When you look at me, what do you see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
Pain!!
