The Red Strings

Prologue

I slowly open my eyes, and all I can see is pitch black. Where am I— am I in hell?

Napabangon ako sa kakahiga at inilibot ko ang paningin ko pero wala akong nakikitang iba kundi pitch black pa rin, So I am really dead.
Flashbacks are running in my head, arghhhh! It hurts.

Napahawak ako sa sintido ko dahil kumikirot eto habang unti kong naalala ang lahat ng nangyari sakin, all the painful memories.

Akala ko ba kapag namatay ang isang tao wala na itong sakit na mararamdaman, why does this always chasing me until death?! Bakit hindi nalang nila ako lubuyan?!

Then I saw the man's face, the blurry face of a man who wanted me alive. The man who helped me.
There again my tears, umiiyak na naman ako. Hanggang kamatayan ba ay puro masasakit at malulungkot nalang ba ang mangyayari sakin?

Isinubsob ko nalang mukha ko sa aking braso habang yakap ang tuhod at sarili, hanggang dito ba naman ay nag iisa parin ako. Walang kasama, kakampi at nagmamahal.

What a terrible life I had.

I came from a toxic family, had a toxic husband, and miscarriage an innocent poor baby.

I don't know what to do anymore, all I just wanted was to be happy. I don't want this situation, I wanted to end all of this misfortune and pain.

That's how I saw myself standing in the streets full of busy running trucks and cars, all I think at that moment was to end pain. That's how I chose death.

But this man just popped up and begging me to live and fight for my life when I am the one who wants to end it, The first man who cares about my life and myself.

Patuloy parin ako sa pag-iyak, hanggang sa may na pansin akong pula na thread na nakatali sa aking pinky finger.

Napukaw ang atensyon ko sa red thread at tri-ny kong hawakan ito na syang nahawakan ko naman, it's soft and thin but unbreakable.

Na amaze ako sa ganda nito and it turns out ang haba pala ng thread nato, and then I remembered.

This thread is not just an ordinary red thread I think... It's the thread of fate!— well that's what my grandma called it.

The Red Strings!

I remembered my grandma used to tell us bed time stories with my little sister— Reya.
Grandma told us that this Red Strings is an urban legend, this thread emanating from the heart doesn't end at the tip of the finger. It continues in the form of an invisible red string, which ''flows'' out of your pinkie and goes on to intertwine with the red strings of other people - connecting your heart with theirs.

In short,  Two people who are connected in this way are bound together by Fate itself.

Pero I doubted fate, I don't believe in fate at baka kaya to nangyayari sa buhay ko. Napatayo ako at napatitig ng maigi sa red strings, it's just that I can't take my eyes out of it—parang tinatawag ako.

Mas lalong kumikinang ang kulay pula na string na eh kina curious ko. Should I follow it? Wala namang mawawala sakin dahil una palang ay wala naman akong pagmamay-ari and I'm also dead.

Hinawakan ko ang string gamit ang dalawang kamay, I've decided— I will now choose my own path and I hope that whatever may happens I will now believe that it was what the fate wants.

Habang hawak ay dahan-dahan ko nang hinakbang ang aking mga paa at sinusundan ang red strings, I want to see what's the end of this strings. I don't care what will happen, I'm determined to know what's behind the red strings— wait what's this?

A light?

May isang katiting na liwanag ang sumulpot sa aking harapan na kada hakbang ko papalapit nito ay lumalaki ang liwanag nito, what a weird light.

Patuloy parin ako sa paglalakad at patuloy rin na lumalaki ang liwanag saking harapan na naging isang door of light, and then I stop. I looked back and saw the pitch black room where I came from, what a lonely place.

For the first time I saw myself smiling purely and genuinely, when was the last time I smiled like this it feels like a century. Tumalikod na ako at nagsimulang naglakad sa liwanag saking harapan, I am now walking to the path that I now chose. I hope fate will be good to me and I hope this red strings will help me found the other me, my other half.

I smelled a familiar scent, a hospital scent. I slowly open my eyes at sumalubong sakin ang kulay puti na kisame ng isang kwarto. Naririnig ko ang tunog ng isang machine, nilibot ko ang paningin ko napapalibutan pala ako ng mga apparatus. Nilagyan rin ako ng oxygen saking ilong— wait nasa hospital ako?

May pagka–blurry parin ang vision ko pero alam na alam ko na nandito ako ngayon sa hospital at nakaratay sa isang hospital bed na may maraming apparatus at isang oxygen ang pumalibot sakin. So I'm not dead? I'm seriously alive!

"I'm alive." The first word that I said, I can't believe it.... I am alive!

"Yes you're alive," nagulat ako ng may nagsalita— isang lalaki. "And I am so happy... Thank you." and then he smiled.

Bigla nalang may pumintig sa aking dibdib, this man... he is that man!

"Y-Your that man!" I remark at di parin nawala ang ngiti nya, my eyes is now okay and I can also clearly saw now his face.

And then I saw something surprising.

Then I looked at him in the eye by surprise.

"Ahm may problema ba? Is there something in my face?" Nahihiya nyang tanong then I shook my head. There's nothing wrong with his face.

I was surprised seeing that my strings were connected to him!

A/N: hello! Just wanted to say welcome to this story and if you wanted to continue just scroll down 😉 also the source for the red strings urban legend, this link below.

https://brightside.me/wonder-curiosities/the-red-string-of-fate-a-beautiful-japanese-legend-140105/amp/