VLOGGER/SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL SERIES #2: ARTS AND DESIGN [COMPLETE]
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Arts and Design is a track that develops the student's skills in terms of drawing, acting, singing, and such. Also, this track improved your creati...
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For whenever our heart condemns us, God is greater than our heart, and he knows everything. ~1 John 3:20
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I AM freaking tired right now, but my brain did not let me sleep. My negative thoughts are attacking me. Heck.
One of these thoughts is what Viera said to me earlier. It leaves a place in my mind and it keeps running. I am confused right now.
Do I really let my anger and madness conquer my decisions? Do I need to listen to his explanation? Heck. I know that I was wrong in the way I treated that man, but it is necessary to talk with him? I guess not.
I stood up on my bed and go downstairs to drink some water. I need to refresh up my mind from everything. I was walking into the aisle of our living room when I saw Wowa reading a book.
She notices my presence and place down the book that she was holding. Wowa arranges her eyeglasses.
"Oh, apo bakit gising ka pa?" Tanong niya.
"Hindi lang po ako makatulog. Kayo po Wowa bakit gising ka pa po?"
"Hinihintay ko ang Wowo mo."
She always does this every time Wowo is here. She would not sleep unless my grandfather comes home. Wowo already here for weeks and Wowa is straight up waiting for her this week. He is here now because he is fixing a problem with our business.
"May bumabagabag ba sa apo ko kaya hindi siya makatulog? Sabihin mo nga," deretsahang tanong ni Wowa.
Nagulat ako sa kaniya. nababasa niya ang nasa isip ko. Kilalang kilala talaga ako ni Wowa. Pinalapit niya ako sa kaniya at umupo sa kaniyang harapan.
Nanatili akong tahimik ng ilang minuto. Wala naman siyang ginawa o hindi man lang niya ako kinulit. HInintay lamanag ako ni Wowa na magsalita.
Nagpakawala ako ng isang malalim na buntong hininga at nagwikang, "Wowa... he's back..."
"Who?" nagtatakang tanong niya.
Napahilamos ako ng aking mukha. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulan ang pagkukwento. Hindi ko alam kung dapat ko bang sabihin sa pamilya ko ang nakita ko na siya.
"D--Dad..." I stuttered.
I already did it. I already told my family. I guess they also need to know what I see because they will still know as time goes on. I cannot hide secrets from them.
"Do you already talk with him?"
"No. I don't want to besides I do not need him anymore in our family."
