Bisaya Stories

BISAYA 060

A short fiction.

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

The moon gave light at this part of the street where I am walking, alone. I heard some murmured sounds from nowhere. I even heard the sound of crickets.

Gapadayon ra gihapon ko og lakaw, padulong ko uli sa balay. Ako ra usa ron kay akong mga amigo og amiga naay gilakaw. Mga pila ka meters nalang akong lakwon, og nakita nako among balay nga naay pay siga.

I think, mga 8 na siguro ron. Pero naa pay siga ang balay nga dapat wala naman unta na. Sayo man gud na matulog silang Mama og Papa kay sa ilang work, maybe home at work?

I sighed heavily. Kanus-a pa kaha na sila naay time paras ako? Mura man og pamilya na nila ilang work kaysa sa ilang anak. Pero naanad naman sad ko ana. Kinsa man ko? Anak raman ko nila and I know they'll just tell me that this is for my future and for me itself.

I gazed at the dark sky, I saw stars twinkling at each other. I smiled a bit, I'm an uranophile person. I just love what I see above the sky.

Something in me is forcing to open my mouth, so I did. I sang a song, and it made me cry.

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star~

I can't even sing it properly, tungod sa akong paghilak.

I hope, they won't cry when I die~

I changed the lyrics, and I saw my hands slowly vanished and a last tear, dropped into the ground before I finally vanished.

My friends whom I used to trust, betrayed me. Because of our money, they planned to kill me this night. When we were on our way home.

I remember the nursery rhyme song, my family used to sing it for me when I was just a baby. Didto nako nakita ang happiness og glimmers sa ilang mga mata nga wala nako ron nakita.

I am sorry, because I know that happiness and glimmers on their eyes, would change into sadness and hopelessness, will it be?