Blog Twenty Six: Strangers No More

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Blog Twenty Six: Strangers No More

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I blinked. Okay. So ang weird ng dream ko. Hashtag Medyo Hindi Funny. I mean, I just dreamed that somebody crashed into my while I was walking. My sexy nose ay nagbeso-beso sa semento. Tapos the guy who crashed into me grabbed my hand and dragged me to the old playground. Some guys were chasing us, so we hid inside the playhouse. The weird thing? He was covered in blood! Blood! My gosh! Why would he be covered in blood kung hindi naman siya natagusan—he’s a guy, FYI—and even if she’s a babae tapos natagusan siya, the regla is not that sagad sa dami! Tapos he lost consciousness pa! Malamang nag-panic ako, right? I panicked! And then I lost consciousness. Pero of course, it was just a dream and…

“OMG!” I squealed when I realized who was beside me.

It’s the guy from earlier! OMG. Does this mean… it wasn’t a dream at all?

“Ugh, ingay,” he complained.

I bit my lip and shut my mouth. I whimpered and was about to burst into tears dahil sa sobrang panic, pero bigla siyang nagsalita.

“Umuwi ka na sa inyo,” he said in a quiet voice. “Baka mapaano ka pa kapag nagtagal ka pa dito.”

I blinked. Nagulat ako sa sinabi niya. Why? Ewan ko. At lalong ewan ko rin kung bakit ko naitanong ang sumunod kong naitanong.

“Pero paano ka?”

At kung nagulat ako sa sarili kong tanong, nagulat din siya. “Anong paano ako?”

“Paano ka? I mean, you’re bleeding!”

“Malayo sa bituka,” he replied, gesturing to his left arm.

“Kahit na! I mean, I should call for help and—”

“Ayos lang ako. Kaya kong gamutin ang sarili ko,” he said.

“Pero kahit na! Kanina ka ba nagbi-bleed. Baka maubusan ka ng dugo. Besides, this kind of wound should be treated sa hospital and—”

“Ang daldal mo naman,” he muttered.

I gritted my teeth. “Ako na nga itong concerned, ako pa ang madaldal!” I snapped at him.

“I appreciate your concern, but I think you should run along now.”

“Run along? Ano ako, bata?”

“Oo.”

OMG, the nerve! “I’m not a kid! I’m turning eighteen next semester!”

He shrugged. “Umuwi ka na. Baka hinahanap ka na sa inyo.”

That was when I remembered about Lolo’s party and my stupid Artwork! OMG. I forgot all about them!

I gave him a panicked look.

“Bakit?” he suddenly asked, alarmed.

“What should I do? What shout I do?” natatarantang tanong ko.

“Anong ibig mong sabihin? Kailangan mo nang umuwi? Kanina pa kaya kita pinapauwi.”

“I know, I know. Dapat by now ay nakabalik na ako, pero… OMG, I’m dead. I’m dead!” nagpa-panic kong sabi.

“Huminahon ka nga. Kung kinakailangan mo nang umuwi, bilisan mo.”

“Eh paano ka nga?”

“Sinabi nang ayos lang ako eh.”

“Pero hindi naman kita puwedeng iwanan dito eh!”

“Bakit ang kulit mo?”

“Ikaw ang makulit! You’re bleeding. Do you expect me to just walk away?”

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